I remember a steaming hot day in Kyoto. We had decided to visit Fushimi Inari-taisha Shrine, to see the endless orange arches and visit some temples. And they were endless, or so it seemed as we walked and walked and walked. We gave up about halfway up the trail, but I am happy that we made it high enough to see the small shrines dotted along the way, which were guarded by little stone dogs, some wearing red cloth bandanas.
-26 November 2016
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