Back at the Foxhole now. As fun as the trip was, it's always nice to step through the doorway and take a breath of Home!Returned a little bit darker, a little bit more relaxed. Plenty of travel sketches while I was away. The ink was not idle. Had to send Dana off with the camera to entertain himself at times while I fixated on a quick scribble.
Kept the little book on me pretty much the whole time, except for those outings when there was nothing but "oceanswimming" on the schedule. There's nothing like floating in the cerulean embrace of the sea. So light and effortless!
Rickety old bridge. Eek!
So many lovely old banyans. This one's my favorite.
Then on to Hana. Solitude, and waterfalls, waterfalls, waterfalls!
I've been in a bamboo forest before in Japan, but I suppose the wind must have been still, because what I did not remember was the eerie music like hundreds of bamboo wind chimes each time the wind trailed her fingers across the top of the grove. Paired with the deep blue-green shadows of what little light filtered down through the leaves, it was an otherworldly trek.
YAY!! You're back! Glad you had a good time. Thanks for the lovely "souvenirs." ;)
ReplyDeletewow, beautiful sketches ! must have been a wonderful trip !!!
ReplyDeleteLovely. These remind me of the old children's book illustrators like A.A. Milne and Beatrix Potter. I love the hand written notes. I too love floating on the ocean (I live in a coastal city). It's the closest thing to flying, I think.
ReplyDeleteYeah it really does feel like that Lisa. :) And then especially if there are turtles...they swim so gracefully through the water, and they do look like they're flying!
ReplyDeleteHello there! It's Wen...following your beautiful blog now.
ReplyDeleteI especially enjoyed your travel sketches (cannot get enough of them), so much better than photos for remembering. It looks like a beautiful trip too!