Miyajima Island.
My posts about visiting Miyajima are in the wrong order.
Ah well..
so lovely was our day at Miyajima..

earth
air
water
fire 

and peace. 

I carried a walking stick to honour our sister Shirley at home.
How she would love this place.
She would have her paints out to capture the beauty. 

We made our own little shrine
with leaves and stones placed around a little sapling tree..
remembering all our loved ones
dead and alive.. 

and left a stone with other stones left by other pilgrims
on this holy island.