There is no theme in today's post ... just some pictures I saw as I was "wandering" through my image library.  

The first two images are "leftovers" from the previous blog.  First, a bowl of mangoes and a couple of those darn tomatoes:

And next, if tomatoes look good lined up, why not cherries?  Oh, yes, they tasted good too!

Sometime ago, I was showing a visitor a bit of Los Angeles.  We were in San Pedro at a park where the Korean people donated to Los Angeles a very large cast bell.  Above the open structure housing the bell was this sign.... 

And in my meanderings, I came across this Japanese sign that I took a picture of last  year.  The characters look cool and I really like the texture of them:

Of course, I took other pictures within minutes, and two of them I had never shown:

These were Japanese handmade fans displayed in two separate stores.  It wasn't until after I had taken the pictures that I noticed a sign in the window saying that no pictures were allowed.  Hmmmn, I wonder why .... is there some rivalry about the patterns on the fans? Some national treasure that I've now secreted out of Japan?  I don't know but I admired the arrangements.  Here's the other store window.  Cool colors, huh?

Not too long ago, I was in the cemetery in Los Angeles that contains the remains of many of Hollywood's departed stars.  Michael Jackson's remains were interred in one of the buildings not open to the public.  I was struck by the number of flowers and "momentos" left near the entrance.  Here's just one items that I took a picture of:

I happened to be back at that cemetery a day or two later. My curiosity took me back to that spot.  All of the tokens of appreciation from my first visit had been removed and a complete new set had been deposited by visiting fans.  Regardless of what you think about the man, it is amazing to see this reservoir of affection a year after his death.  People (young?) seem to be connected in a way that alludes my understanding.

So there you are ... almost random musings and images from the recesses of the library.

Later,

Adam