Cabbage drying on the engine cover of a Honda Beat, an impossibly cool kei roadster from the early 1990s. Many of them are still around and driven.
Leaving cozy and beautiful Takachiho, I shared a bunch of bananas with a group of schoolboys who tagged along for a kilometer, dropping off as the road left the town and wound its way up the valley, towards the looming hulk of Mount Sobo.
Bamboo shoots drying in the late afternoon sun. They are heavenly when fried in tempura batter or served in nishime, a stew of roots and mountain vegetables.