In silent contemplation and concentration.
A nearby landscape in an area we silently walked through.
View to north from second-floor stairs.
Outside the meditation hall north entrance; room in the zendo are upstairs, and also along the west side. Doors to showers on left.
Bowing to the temple bell. One hundred strokes, one a minute, with the final stroke at Midnight on the beginning of the New Year.
The sound of the bell carried quite a distance; I walked away at least half a mile and could still clearly hear it.
Hmmm, a movie, but doesn't seem to run. Will investigate further.