I found this spot the other day along the corner of a World War II memorial site in Asan.Someone had propped up a wicker bench against a lone palm tree, presumably to facilitate gazing into the blue horizon while writing pensive thoughts in one's journal.
I took an immediate liking to the place, if for no other reason than the surrounding low bushes and tall reeds made the whole place seem like it had been transplanted from a New England coastline.
It sort of made me want to reenact scenes from Anne of Green Gables -- but since was lacking an early 20th century dress with puffed sleeves, I instead decided to take pictures of flowers.
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