capturing in prose
Which word could I say other than wistful for nostalgia. Aromatic fields after rice reaping, deep green bamboo forests, sound of wind like worn-out coat but everything are missing in modernization. Please don’t misunderstand. I don’t say I’d like to be back to the good old days. Just say, so it goes.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Nostalgia by The Daily Post.
When I was a kid like playing outside with mud, my another pleasure was to looking into hardwares like engines, broken watches, old radios and so on. Soon I found interesting mechanics inside books written by Jules Vernes like Nautilus in “Vingt mille lieues sous les mers (Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea)”. Then my quest for engineering was started.
My growing interest in it raised also a strong desire of the pursuit of nature in under-graduate school. In other words, I was major in chemical physics and looking into X-ray photo indicating a crystal structure.
I’m now an engineer and, though I don’t know why, engineering stirr up my another interest in the quest for something cultural.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Quest by The Daily Post.
It is moored at the edge of the Yamashita park of Yokohama indefinitely. Her name is Hikawa-maru and it was an ocean liner of the north pacific lane from Yokohama to Seattle. In WW-2, she was used as a hospital ship and hit a floating mine but she went back to Japan. Her last voyage was done in 1960. I could say she has been always on the edge of the history.
I hope you could find some her beautiful edge of shape in pictures.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Edge by The Daily Post.
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