The Waimea Higashi Hongwanji hosted their Obon a couple of weeks ago-- it was my favorite by far. The grounds are neatly kept, with lovely flowers and fountains and rock gardens. The hall is the only one I've seen that seems really lovingly used-- there are beautiful paintings on the wall, and bold modern Japanese art and calligraphy. It was a very peaceful and moving setting.
Rosie found all the statues of Buddha and carefully washed them down. The priest saw her and laughed at her irreverance-- or maybe at her reverence. There's something very right and Shinto about washing down the statues-- all those purification rites. Maybe Rosie Jo has an inner Shintoist the way I have an inner Catholic.
Here's the lovely set up, with the big rameumptom in the middle, and with the paper lanterns spoking out. But wait, what's that little blond blur, trespassing prematurely in the sacred dancing space, about to crash into those misbalanced Taiko drums???