Kyoto's Fall Colors

I love fall in Kyoto. The wind brings the earthy smell of leaves in the air. The forest of green bursts into gold, red and orange and yellow. Most of all, I love the small delicate leaves of the Japanese Maple the showers down upon me. Even in death, the red leaves reminds me the life spring will bring.

As a strategic consultant, I manage chaos for a living. So travel is easy for me. Heh. I travel to understand people and culture more deeply than a newspaper or tv show could ever tell me. I break bread to build bridges across political and social boundaries. Travel inspires me, teaches me and humbles me such that I appreciate my part of the world more deeply.