I was wandering my way back to the station today, taking a route I had never taken before. This is something that I really like to do. The chance to just stumble upon something I have never seen before, and challenge myself by finding that opportunity to make art happen.
The sun was really blazing today. The temperature must have been about 33 (93) out in the sun. Beads of sweat rolled down the back of my shirt as I set off between the narrow roads that meander in this small town in Chiba. I came across a small plot of land that had been sowed with some corn. A beautiful row of corn whose silk was glistening in the scorching sun. In front of the row of corn was a tuber vegetable of some kind.
It made think about how connected all humans used to be to the land. The land was were our sustenance came from. Our ancient, and not so ancient, ancestors tilled the earth in order to feed their families. I have my little patio garden filled with fruit trees that are more like giant bonsai plants than trees, and assorted herbs that I use in the kitchen, but nothing like a plot of land that can be tilled and the reap the harvest to serve up on a beautiful sabbath dinner.
It is something that is being added to a list of changes that must occur. Some land to grow some vegetables, or at least convert part of my patio garden into a vegetable garden. All I have to figure out is how to keep my kitties from using the vege garden for recreational purposes.
Shabbat Shalom Everyone!!