Zen infused everything in old Higashiyama, from gardening and architecture to arranging flowers and drinking tea. And the epicenter of this Zen renaissance was Ginkaku-ji, the Temple of the Silver Pavilion, then a mountainside villa for a retired shogun, now a ten-minute walk from the little B&B where we stayed.
The pavilion itself looks out on the classic Zen garden - a great place for quiet contemplation.
|And for getting photo-bombed by nattily-dressed Japanese men.|
The front part of the temple garden is in what I very unprofessionally think of as the "severe Zen" style: precisely manicured rock gardens with painstakingly sculpted sand.
|This is actually a video. He's just being really Zen.|
|The momiji (Japanese maple) were in full flame.|
|I always find yakusugi (Japanese cedar) delightfully spooky.|
As you can see, the Japanese have an eye for seamless blends of artifice and nature: a mossy forest floor picked completely clean of fallen leaves, a glassy koi pond with islands and inlets and coves, a sturdy whitewashed temple framed with timbers worn nearly black with age.
At times, it's like the aesthetic spilled out of the temples and into Higashiyama itself. Take, for example, these glimpses of the famous Philosopher's Walk, a meandering hillside walk that connects northern Higashiyama's most important sites.
|This is what philosophy looks like.|
The Philosopher's Walk is crowded with beautiful little temples that would get top billing anywhere else. Seeing them all would take at least a day and cost a small fortune (those little entrance and upkeep fees really start to add up).
One, for instance, had an ancient-looking traditional gate.
|And a Fachwerkhaus . . . ?|
|Plus the obligatory bridge over the obligatory pond.|
|Somehow I ended up in a few of them.|