I can’t help re-posting this photo again.
How enjoyable it was to stroll along this winding path with colored foliage on both sides.
Wandering in the Wonderland?
Autumn was in the air and the color foliage was just enchanting.
The golden colors of the hillside was mingled with some other colors like red, green and brown.
While the original photo was beautiful, I have tried to make it even better by converting it into an oil painting – something like an impressionist painting.
This was the impression I have in my mind 🙂
This week’s challenge is Saturation.
There are many things around us that would best illustrate Saturation; but as one who loves nature and landscape, I would like to show how nature can be saturated with colors.
The pictures here were all taken in my trip to Shirkawa-go, Japan during the fall some years ago. The colored Autumn foliage just filled up our senses.
The colored foliage in red, yellow and green have saturated the area.
You fill up my senses like the trees in the forest,
Like the streams in autumn time,
Like a walk in the rain, like a stroll across the hillside,
Like a sleepy old village.
You fill up my senses, come fill me again.
In the foreshore, the water had a deep blue hue which sent viewers into a reflective mood. The whole place was so peaceful and exhibited a certain sense of sadness if not for the vivid colors on the trees. The tonality and colors of the whole place just intoxicated me.
If not for the existence of a couple of lonely yachts, the place appeared too surreal.
The scene was timeless, not wanting to leave, we sat there for hours before we finally made our move to our next destination. . . . . . . . .
Many visitors prefer to visit in the Winter when the whole valley and the farmhouse roofs are romantically covered white with snow. For me, I rather prefer Autumn when there are lots of colors.
Then we have a close encounter of the farm houses. The steep A-frame style of the farmhouses are called “Gassho-zukuri”合掌村, some of which are more than 250 years old. The thatched roofs are supported by logs tied with ropes, without any nails, formed to a shape like Buddhist monks praying with their hands pressed together.
The photo I like best is the one below which shows a small thatched house and paddy field; a path leading almost to it and with lots of trees of different colors at the background. This is like the first painting I did as a small boy; sheer simple and delightful.
We spent the later part of the afternoon walking around the village unravelling the secrets of the Gassho-zukuri nestled in between the valleys of this very mountainous region. Not only the houses are beautiful but also the hills, leaves and flowers at this time of the year.
One thing that I found with Japanese Maple is that their color is not quite the same as found elsewhere.
On returning from the trip, I realized that I have missed out some good vantage points for taking good pictures. . . . . . . . . . .obviously, one could have climbed up the nearby hills and have a bird’s-eye view of the whole village. I have some regrets of not having done that; but this gives me a good reason for going back at least for one more time!