I’ve always liked autumn. The changing colours, the passing flocks of geese on their migration, the smell of damp earth – it makes me feel alive. This autumn it’s a particularly strong feeling of joy because it’s my first proper one in three years and of course I’m trying to make the most out of it because nature certainly gives more joy than the news these days. So, enjoy with me 🙂 .
Here’s a little portrait of the fungal side of the parental garden. If you look closely, you can also spot some hedgehog poo. You’re welcome.
Well, actually it’s already here. But signs of summer still persist. I love the mixture of green and yellow and red on the trees.
In the gardens, lots of flowers are still offering a meal to the bees and other insects. Meanwhile, on the meadows, it looks a bit less so. Yet, not all is gone.
The shrubs are full of berries which will provide food for the winter.
And the birds, of course. The starlings are very audible and the occasional small or bigger flock can be seen changing trees. We usually don’t have big murmurations here. The black redstart was an unexpected sight, while the mallards have finished moulting and are back to glory. The neighbour’s garden is a paradise for green and great spotted woodpeckers.
The temple is one of the biggest in China and if you want to see other parts of the mountains too, plan a few days. It was still an active place of worship when I visited but of course things might be much more touristy now.
Be prepared, too, for some steep staircases, especially if you want to see the lovely roof tiles and ornaments on top of the halls.
Although some parts were in disrepair back then, I loved the atmosphere and relative quiet. If you’ve been to China, you know this is something to appreciate.
Putuoshan is an island near Ningbo and one of the holy mountains in Chinese Buddhism. I visited the place more than a dozen years ago and I’m pretty sure many things have changed since then. Back in the day I enjoyed a ride on the ferry and the fact that the island was very green, especially compared to Shanghai where I used to work.
On Putuoshan, I explored several of the temples. The views from the highest hill were quite lovely.
I must have picked a really lucky day too, because I don’t remember the place being swamped with tourists. Rather enjoyable. There were also no cars on the island.
Of course, no post without the local wildlife. Either there wasn’t much or, more likely, I hadn’t paid much attention. But anyway.
Beijing in winter is usually bone dry and flipping cold. It apparently rarely snows so when I was there more than a decade ago and everything was white even the smog didn’t matter that much.
I’ve been to the Forbidden City a few times, but this was quite likely the most peaceful ever.
For those who are interested, a four-star-rated toilet comes with heated seats. Or at least does so in my memory.
When visiting Beijing, the Great Wall is a must-see. On this occasion, I went to Si Ma Tai which is a bit further out and less touristy.
Of course, one should always follow the instructions given. I don’t recall a mini-train though.
Couples on their wedding shoot are great entertainment. Doing this in freezing temperatures – I just hope the marriage is still worth it.
In 2006, I travelled to Mongolia for about one week to see the Naadam festival (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naadam). I only got a glimpse of what I thought was a fascinating and truly wild country.
In the Gobi desert, I experienced rain and met some kids.
In the capital, Ulaanbataar, everybody was out in their Sunday best.
The members of the armed forces were only a little suspicious of a photographer.
Some were just pretending to be in Star Wars.
And some had bigger bums than others.