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Manicured Bushes in Tokyo

Monday, November 14th, 2011

Still feel like I’m in recovery mode so I decided to take a little stroll in my neighborhood.  Minamikasai is a quiet little neighborhood.  At one end lies the high rise development built in the 1970s called Nagisa New Town.  A mix of small houses, small apartments and a few large mansion condo types.  It is where I wander around peeping out the use of green spaces in the neighborhood.

This one was a tiny garden planted in about 30 centimeters of space with two beautifully manicured bushes racing towards the sky.  Making good use of the little green spaces we have here in Tokyo.

Skewered Tree Fence Garden, Minamikasai, Tokyo, Japan

Two Sides of the Same Bush

Wednesday, October 12th, 2011

The weather peaked at a high of nearly 25 (77) today.  It actually felt a lot hotter than that.  We are back to having that schizo weather that afflicts Japan in its transitional seasons.  The light from the autumn sun was beautiful and hitting at just the right angle as I was making my way back from the station to my home.  The walk back always gives me some time to reflect on my day.  The walk also gives me a challenge by training my eye to seek out something that I had not seen before.  It doesn’t necessarily mean that I haven’t seen today’s focus on a urban bush before, but it is more in the way that all of the photographic elements of light, composition, color and subject all align themselves and move my spirit to photograph the scene.

The combination of these elements have to speak to me as a human being first and then I must be able to communicate what moved me to those that view the images created.  Today was about how the light were hitting these tiny fruit on urban bushes.  These were plain bushes that had been planted as a hedge to hide some of the industrialness of Kasai Rinkai Station.  But here they were; one blue and one red.  The setting sun was just hitting them with that autumn glow and moved my spirit.

The idea of change began to bubble up in me as I observed these two stages of fruit.  One in it blue hue that has yet to mature into its red cousin on the same bush.  How does it feel to change?  Do we, as humans, change as slowly or quickly as these fruit? Or are they (we) just two sides of the same bush?

Blue Fruit, Autumn

Ripe Fruit, Autumn

Sweet Aroma of Autumn

Tuesday, October 4th, 2011

The air is crispier today that yesterday.  On my way in to the city you could see a faint Mt. Fuji off in the distance behind the ever looming Sky Tree Tower.  These are some of the signs that the seasons are shifting gears.  The air is clearer and we can see the mountains that ring the Kanto Plain.  I was actually felt a little nippy in the morning with just a windbreaker.  But, the sun came out and the day quickly warmed to a beautiful temperature.  A temperature that I felt at comfortable in in short sleeves.

As I was making my way to the station, I kept getting whiffs of a sweet fragrance.  The fragrance was so sweet to my uncivilized nostrils I thought it was some overly sweet candy.  That is what is smelled like, candy.  My reason returned and I knew that it could not be candy and their must be something in bloon that was giving off such a super sweet aroma.

I wasn’t able to answer the question what it was until I just about had reached my house.  There was a bushy tree that was covered with teeny tiny orange blossoms.  The blossoms could have been no more than 5 mm in diameter, yet their fragrance was unmistakable.  The sweet smell of autumn that drifts through the open window and across school children’s paths.

Orange

Little

Powerful

Blossoms

Sweet

Sweet Dreams Aroma

Got to do some Gardening

Friday, July 15th, 2011

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!!

Corn pon Wall

VIne in Sync with Wall

22-31 Daisy Bush Wall

Garden Homes, Greening of the Neighbohood

Saturday, May 21st, 2011

Here in Japan even the suburbs are filled with concrete and lack of space.  There seems to be no end to the ribbons of concrete and asphalt that line the streets of this country.  Even when there are parks, and green spaces they never seem that removed from all the the manmade structures that surround them.

Houses, even like these, that are more in the countryside, suburbs than where I live there is still a lack of gardenable space; therefore, the proud home owners do everything in their power to use what little space they have to both surround themselves with the colors of nature.

Someday, I will be able to have an endless garden, filled with flours and fruits of the earth, until that time, I will enjoy what others have to offer.

Under Window Flower Box with Chain

Front Side Sitting Garden

Purple Entrance with Gate

Cool Sunny Kasai

Sunday, October 17th, 2010

The sun shone so high on Saturday.  It was lovely to be out and about with a cool dry wind blowing though the neighborhood.  The unusually hot summer I suspect has disrupted the natural rhythm of blooming and fruiting of nature.

The wall was just dotted with these beautiful deep hued blue flowers.  Melded into a sky blue sky and the tarred asphalt.  All just a glorious day to be out in my own backyard.

Flower Satellite Wall

Orange and Blue You

White Cracked Wall

Unknown Urban Glyph

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