The Japanese Garden in the Clingendael estate shuts for the season today, and it's absolutely gorgeous weather outside for the closing ceremony.
Alas, I won't be joining the hordes clamouring for one last look before the gates close to the public until next Spring. My new-found not-hate of small crowds would undoubtedly be stretched beyond its still amorphous borders, and I wouldn't be able to hold myself responsible for all the loud sighing and tsking I'd emit (the extent of which the noticeable signs of my disapproval would manifest). I'd be thinking loud “GET OUT OF MY SHOT" and “PERSONAL SPACE MEANS NOT HAVING TO PUT UP WITH YOUR ELBOW OVER MY FACE JUST BECAUSE YOU WANT TO TAKE A PHOTO FROM THE EXACT SPOT I'M STANDING ON RIGHT NOW, BUT YOU HAD THE MISFORTUNE TO ARRIVE AFTER I DID AND COULDN'T WAIT TEN SECONDS FOR ME TO FINISH" thoughts, though. (Welcome to Throwback Thursday Japanse Tuin October 2014: Sunday version.)
I did, however, set my alarm to go off early on Friday because Wunderground.com told me just before I went to bed that it was set to be a clear and sunny morning not six hours from when I finally laid down my head to sleep. Huzzah! Waking up to clouds and a little drizzle those few hours later was pretty much par for the course, but never one to be deterred by a little rain (societal behaviours may differ between Scotland and the Netherlands, but the rain stays the same), I set out to hopefully catch the garden before it got too busy.
I wasn't the only person with that idea, of course, but there were few enough of us that I felt I could take my time to just meander about the pathways, absorb the very special atmosphere, and take some photos without feeling rushed. I'm still amazed how much this little phone camera seems to prefer working on dull days than on sunny ones. I wonder if its components were sourced in Scotland...
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