Recently it was brought to my attention by my trousers that I am engaged in a largely sedentary occupation, and in order to avoid budget overruns in the waistline-orientated clothing department I am currently undertaking a programme of arduous cycle trips through random parts of Tokyo. Today I ventured out into the previously unknown wilderness between Kannana and Kanpachi (ring roads numbers 7 and 8 respectively) and was mildly surprised to find odd patches of actual wilderness as well as actual fields, and even the old farmhouse-like building pictured above, which looks like it has been there long before the area around it was encroached upon by more banal structures of concrete and prefabricated tile facades.
A (not so daily) photo of things Japanese which occur in my life.
Yes, it did snow last night (or more precisely in the early hours of this morning) but it vanished pretty quickly.
If, like me, your daily schedule involves the Yamanote Line you might be familiar with this advertisement, the latest in a series promoting Tokyo's racetracks, which has been running since at least February (and probably earlier, but that was when the Yamanote Line most recently entered my life, and I have been going round and round in circles ever since).
Now, I don't have much interest in horses except as a potential method of transport and / or protein source following a catastrophic breakdown of civilisation, but see it often enough and it becomes a familiar part of the scenery and I was intrigued enough to check out whether they actually do broadcast a programme presented by a talking puppet equine creature (they do).
An afternoon in the park. Useful to have the flag flying in case I woke up from my slumbers unable to remember which country I was in.