I noticed her. The park was full of tourists. The cherry blossom season in Gyeongju is a big event in Korea. The small lake had a winding path circling it. Strangely, no one walked up to the lake.
She did, though. Wearing a hanbok (traditional Korean dress) like out of a dynasty far removed she walked up to the edge of the lake. Simply taking a break from walking perhaps. I don’t know. To me, she almost looked a ghost of a time long past. Remembering the time playing in the blossoms as if they were snow with her friends.
A different time.
I followed her, and she stopped several times. Always looking as though remembering. Always seeing something I wasn’t.
A different time.
Gyeongju, South Korea. April 2017.
The first photo is just incredible! It radiates a terrific calm, beauty and serenity. Timeless.
Thank you!!!
Thanks, Frank! Really appreciate that.
It would be a great image without your text, but you have made it come further alive with your words.
I particularly like the idea that this was one of many stops in her meditative walk along this lake. “Always seeing something I wasn’t.”: so perfectly put.
Great pic! And words! Keep ’em coming, Josh!
This is gorgeous!