Such beautiful photos of Bulguksa, @slowwalker, as it sleeps peacefully surrounded by many shady trees.
It is ironic how the original purpose of something can be lost due to changing circumstances - an elaborate bridge with no water - it seems sad.
But in a way Bulguska symbolizes all of the past - circumstances have changed over the centuries and all that remains are vestiges of what used to be.
In this latter sense, history is a cautionary tale. Nothing endures and often what does has outlived its purpose.
A wistful thought on a winter weekend, my friend, but spring is coming with the promise of the new :)
Thank you for your comment
Today I feel the wind of Spring.
Yes, Spring has come.