I go for a glorious morning walk along a beach close to the apartment. The beach is strewn with big shards of pottery.
Okinawa is covered in family tombs where ancestors’ bones are placed. Early tombs were in caves and holes in the rock.
I think the recent mega typhoon destroyed some very old caves containing burial urns and some of these broken urns are now strewn all over the beach.
My favorite tomb has also suffered.
Yup, that was a big typhoon. Tombs that had been there for decades and maybe hundreds of years, suffered badly.