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Ever changing. Timeless.
Squid fishermen return from a night's netting.
April 13, 2011, Hua Hin, Thailand. First light over the Gulf of Siam.
The sun approaches the horizon.
The sun rising over the Gulf of Siam.
The first morning rays reflect off the sea.
A beautiful day ahead.
Good Morning Hua Hin!
The day has begun.
No two sunrises are the same. This was the following day.
Yet another morning's sunrise.
Yes, of course, I found new flowers to photograph over the week-end.
We played golf at the Black Hills Golf & Resort. It was very nicely landscaped with a variety flowering plants.
All the flower beds were in full bloom.
I have lived 25 years in the Tropics and there has always been Frangipani. Sweet smelling and symetrical beauty.
It is not only the Frangipani flower that is interesting. The plant morphs out it leaves.
Break open a Frangipani leaf and a sticky white milk oozes out.
The Frangipani flower unfurls.
The unfurling reveals the flower.
The Hibiscus flower also unfurls, but not in symetrical way.
Of course Thailand is famous for its Orchids, which grow outside everywhere. This orchid beetle has adapted very well to his environment.
Excellent camouflage
While my wife was playing golf at the Fabulous Black Hills PGA Golf Course, I explored the small back roads in the hills above Hua Hin.
It is the time of the annual Water Festival, Songkran, in Thailand and a wonderful pilgrimage temple had decorations in abundance.
The temple had giant dragons protecting the entry . . . .
. . . with a long Dragon-Snake tails.
These pilgrim temples are full of large Buddha statues in the landscape.
The Wat had a strong Chinese influence: all the zodiacal animal symbols were represented.
To honor the spirit of revered and venerable monks, pilgrims affix gold leaf to the statues.
Honor to the memory of a respected teacher of the Dhamma (variously, Dharma).
It was a living Wat with many monks in residence.
An ordinary evening on the streets of Hua Hin. The food hawkers are out with their carts.
Some food carts are mobile -- they move about the town all night.
Some carts seem to move about and never stop. Car batteries and lamps illuminate the product.
Some hawkers seem to own a corner. Here dried, pressed squid strips arrayed on Hua Hin Main Street.
Our favorite ginger soup and soy milk sweet dessert cart seems to have found a permanent home on a side street. We are very glad to have found it again!
Most carts seem to come out in early evening and set up "food courts" in the same location every night.
There is a stark beauty about the actuality of these night hawker markets.
The lighting seems to highlight the human endeavour to stay alive, as well as to eat.
The carts are wheeled in and tables and stools are brought out for the customers.
Late at night, this man seemed so lonely making his hot noodle soup.
Late night, Hua Hin back streets.
Some night hawkers walk the streets trying to sell their "hill tribe" mementos to the diminishing number of tourists . . .
Tailor shops and tourist tuk-tuks sit empty, their touts listless.
At some point every night, a decision is made to beak camp and head home through the night streets of Hua Hin.
The famous Thai tolerence allows the cheap and the tawdry in.
A hard way to make a living. A hard way to live.
Week-ends in Hua Hin are always filled with new vistas and fascinating things to see.
I was surprised by migrating birds over the sea.
The sunset sea had a moody sparkle.
The sunrise sea was starkly mysterious. I am continually surprised by the changing face of the Gulf of Siam.
The next sunset revealed yet another seascape identity.
The Gulf of Siam is rarely this clear green and blue.
Sunset over the Thai-Burmese boarder.
Flowers anew. Bird of Paradise.
A new bud.
I loved these yellow stamens.
This painting of the King of Thailand humg in an Italian restaurent. It made me sad to think that he is in poor health. I fear for my beloved Thailand, my adopted home.
The entrance to the temple grounds was a thing of beauty filled with spiritual promise.
My wife (Yoo), brother-in-law (Vichai), and niece (Par) and I went to Saraburi province today to make merit.
We participated in ceremonies and left donations.
There was much beauty everywhere we went. The smell of incense filled the air.
It was a day reflecting on what the Buddha said: wake up.
Who designs these cave temples? Fantastic!
The entrance to the underground temple.
One can partake of Chinese numerology cards in the underground temple.
The underground temple had some wonderful Buddhas.
It was cool inside the cave.
It is such a surprise to find Buddas in a cave.
The cave extended quite a distance under the cliff.
Down and around we went.
It seemed around every turn a new Buddha grotto could be found.
Someone is tending all of these subterranean altars.
Yes. The someone is a "cave hermit" and this is an alter to him.
This is the only underground Chedi I have ever seen . . . . and I have been in many underground and cave Buddhist temples.
Some of the Buddha altars were quite spooky.
Even though it was a hot day, fan sales were slow in the temple courtyard.
As this was a special day for worshiping, merchants set up a makeshift markets outside the temple gates.
Beans, lentils, and split peas are in season.
There is nothing like Thai Chinese Temple Roastin' Ears (TCTRE) on a 100 degree day. Trust me.
The most moving part of the day was passing out alms to the aged indigent poor of the area. It was humbling and heart-rendering.
Last Saturday's trip to Saraburi with my family included several Buddhist Temples (wats), both Thai and Chinese/Thai. Here are a few more images from that wonderful day.
Our first temple of the day was a Thai Buddhist Wat that had a stone Buddha "footprint." Pilgrims would set money on the "footprint" for good luck. The room had a mirrored ceiling. Great idea.
Another temple building had Buddhas that you "dressed" in sashes and gold leaf. I dressed one and was thrilled in the process.
Fantastical dressed Buddhas.
I couldn't choose between these three dressed Buddha photos, so I included all three here.
The temple buildings were beautiful and . . . .
. . . opulent beyond belief.
The largest Wat structure held the largest Buddha.
The extensive Temple grounds had many traditional Thai wat structures.
The third temple of the day was a traditional Chinese Buddhist Temple . . of austere beauty.
Beautiful spiritual architecture.
All the elements for a spiritual pilgrimage were present.
The interior of the Chinese temple was thick with incense and mystery.
Altars within the temples speak of timelessness.
Not everything one finds in a temple is positive. This man sets birds free, for a fee. You give him money so you can have the good feeling, and added good gamma of freeing a bird. Gamma ascription can be a complex thing, but this is simple: it is wrong. Unfortunately this practice leads to the netting and trapping of birds which inevitably leads to the killing of many birds in the process. I told this guy to go away. He didn't like me telling him that.
Only two hours drive from Bangkok are the "mountains" of Khao Yai; a region of vineyards and craggy hills.
Lovely morning light on the PB Valley Vineyards, Khao Yai, Thailand.
Is this France or Thailand?
Napa Valley maybe? maybe not.
It was harvest time.
It is the beginning of the "Damn Hot and Damn Dry Season" in Thailand. When we left Bangkok it was still "only" in the upper 80s(f), but when we returned it was in the upper 90s(f).
After the sun set, a full tropical moon rose.
I rose before dawn to feel the environment, thick with humid mist, come alive.
The morning light revealed some new natural wonders.
Morning dew on red hibiscus.
Translucent yellow in the morning dew.
Jasmine: sweet smelling morning bloom.
The area around our bungalow was nicely planted with a variety of beautiful plants.
As the first light struck them these blossoms opened before my eyes.
Everywhere floral beauty!
The morning sun came through the garden at a steep angle, sometimes lighting the flowers from behind.
What amazing ideas this plant has about reproduction!
The day eventually brightened.
The natural world of Khao Yai was continuously fascinating.
Oh my!
Oh my indeed!
Opening Lotus.
The winery where we stayed was beautifully decorated. This is an old rice separator.
I took many, many photographs in Khao Yai . . . too many to look at carefully. Here are a few more I overlooked in my earlier postings:
The primary reason we went to Khao Yai on this particular week-end was because it was Magha Puja Day (also called Makha Bucha) - a Buddhist Ceremonial Holiday. In the evening of Magha full-moon day, each temple in Thailand holds a candle light procession called a wian tian (wian meaning circle; tian meaning candle). Holding flowers, incense and a lighted candle, the monks and congregation members circumambulate clockwise three times around the Uposatha Hall (once for the the Enlightened One - The Buddha, once for the followers of the Buddha- the Shangha, and once for what the Buddha said - The Dharma).
Magha Puja Day falls on a full moon, here seen rising above the Khao Yai valley.
We made the best of the week-end sightseeing. Here are details of a spa we spent a few hours in getting massaged.
Wall and flower.
How we spent Saturday morning: Offerings.
Old Monk.
We stayed with friends in their mountainside retreat.
Our architect friend's front door!
The interior of their mountain cabin was absolutely beautiful.
The cabin interior.
Pretty little touches everywhere.
The guest bedroom.
And a place to wash up before diner.
An amazing air fern garden!
A giant white orchid growing out doors.
Simple beauty around the cabin.
There were amazing flowers and plants in Khao Yai . . . and wonderful light in which to photo them:
Tree Lichen.
Miniature flowers.
Purple Stamen.
White Stamen.
Yellow Stamen . . . looks like a stamen series!
Iris seed pods.
A flowering tree flower.
Some tropical trees flower in the Fall, like these.
A giant white orchid growing on the side of a tree outside!
Yellow Iris.