osakura

Obon in Osakura

Just before I left Japan, at the end of August 2012, I was invited to a BBQ at the house of one of my best friend’s grandparents who had sadly passed away a few years earlier.

During the Obon festival, the family of people who have passed go the honour the sprits of one’s ancestors who are said to return to this world around this time every year.

As I prepare to go back to Japan in December 2012 for a week, I can’t help but remember how amazing this time was and how it cemented my link with Japan in my mind.

This is a series of photos of the home I visited and the memories created.

Obon in Osakura

Just before I left Japan, at the end of August 2012, I was invited to a BBQ at the house of one of my best friend’s grandparents who had sadly passed away a few years earlier.

During the Obon festival, the family of people who have passed go the honour the sprits of one’s ancestors who are said to return to this world around this time every year.

As I prepare to go back to Japan in December 2012 for a week, I can’t help but remember how amazing this time was and how it cemented my link with Japan in my mind.

This is a series of photos of the home I visited and the memories created.