Walking through Takanawa, I stumbled upon this magical temple entrance with a long winding path. Buddhist and Shinto temples are often the only dedicated land uses that escape the endless cycle of destruction and over-building that is so common in Tokyo. Few small temple gardens are this beautiful.

After passing these wooden guards, I saw only a stray cat. Not a single visitor or monk.

This is the path that invites one to find the temple.

Although a small total space, many angles make you feel that you have entered a splendidly edited jungle. I love the cloth apron on this statue.