Everywhere we’ve lived is beautiful in its own way.
Yokohama is farther north than people think. I often walk home from work in the twilight or darkness along a small road that runs parallel to a cemetery.
Just past the cemetery there is a triangle formed by trees. A triangle of beauty. A portal.
When I pass through this place, I believe that anything is possible.
That’s how I feel about the Geography of Now.
We begin our six-week journey of noticing + gratitude through photography + writing on Monday 15 September.
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