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Return of Ice Fungus in 2013

Saturday, January 12th, 2013

Ice Needle Mushroom, Narashino

I know its going to be a cold one when I step out my front door at 7 a.m. and my cheeks sting.  It is the kind of weather no matter how many strategically layered clothes I don in the morning I know I am just going to be cold.  As I was stepping out onto the street this Friday, it was one of those days.  The wind was blowing, and my cheeks were telling me be ready for the coldest day thus far this winter.

I kept my eyes peeled for the ice fungus on the way to the bus stop, but I didn’t spot any.  I spotted some signs that there may have been some a few days ago, but there wasn’t any as I fidgeted about waiting for my bus to come.  Stepping on to a warm bus feels so good on this winter days.  Japanese busses and trains have large box heaters under the seats, on a day like today I sought out a seat that would keep my feet toasty.

I transferred to the Tozai subway line and the subway trip was uneventful.  At this early hour and lack of sleep the previous night I drift in and out of my dreamworld.  Opening my eyes from time to time to see Chiba suburbs blur.  My eyes tire and they quickly fall shut.

Stepping off the train at Tsudanuma, I knew it was a little colder here than when I had left Kasai.  Not by much, but enough to make a difference.  I again paced in place as bus after bus arrived that weren’t for me.  At last I was able to catch the bus and plunk myself down on a warm seat.

This bus on Friday is always packed with Toho Junior High School students.  The noise is unbelievable.  So much yapping, gapping, gaming, and just plain annoying leveled frequencies.  I pull my fully hat over my ears, shut my eyes and allow my mind to just wander.

I get off at the end of the line.  The bus drops us off, circles around, and then makes the same route back to the station.  The air was brisk, and I immediately search the ground with my eyes.  I see the tell tale signs of the return of the ice fungus aka ice needles.  Tiny clumps of earth have broken from the ground and pushed up towards the cloudless skies.  They all shined in the early morning light.

My flesh may have been cold from the winds blowing in from Siberia, but my soul was warmed by the return of the ice fungus.  I was reminded that my friend, Akiko said when she was a little girl and she and her friends would love to hear the crunching sound of the ice fungus under their boots.  I am sure if was young it would have been a lot like popping bubble wrap, once you start you just can’t stop.

I don’t care what people thing about this seemingly crazy foreigner on his hands and knees taking pictures of dirt.  I am sure all artist out there know what it is like to be in the zone, and doing whatever it takes to get creation that you want.  I just block it out.  In fact, I don’t even think about it anymore.

I am joyous in the fact that the ice fungus have decided to bless my day.  Their shining threads awaken my cold soul.  The icy cold has a way of giving me warmth in my heart.

I wish all a pleasant, restful, and meditative day of rest.

Shalom from Kasai, with warming ice fungus in my soul.

 

Ice Fungus in Morning Light

 

The Tip of the Ice Needle, Ice Fungi, Narashino

Icy, So Icy, Weekend

Sunday, February 19th, 2012

Remainder, Melting Day

The weather has really dropped since Friday night.  Each night the lows are in the upper 20s (0 C) or so.  Way to cold for my born and raised in Miami blood.  I know I really shouldn’t complain because of how many people out there in the world are suffering from truly frigid temperatures.  But, then again, for me, its bloody cold out.

The wind howls at night and on Friday night the rain quickly turned to snow. I checked outside my window before I drifted off into dreamland that night and the snow had ceased falling.  I was disappointed.  I was looking forward to getting some pictures in my neighborhood of the freshly fallen snow.  I called it a night, recited the Shema, and went to sleep.

I awoke late in the morning trying to keep warm.  I opened up the curtain to be shocked to see snow atop my neighbors roof.  There wasn’t much left, but enough for me to bundle up and stroll around the neighborhood looking for some patches of snow.

It again was bloody cold out.  Most of the snow that had made it till the morning were those patches that were in the shade. I was on a quest to find crystals, ice crystals that is.

The ice in Tokyo is usually so fleeting.  It is here for a day or two at the most then it melts into our memories.  I do enjoy the snow, even though I do not want to see it that often.  Just enough for the snow to maintain its captivating mysterious nature over me.

Residual Snow with Bamboo Fencing

Sometimes things are Clearer in the Sunshine

Tuesday, January 24th, 2012

Tracking to Koshahaim

The snow began to fall last night around 9pm.  It continued to about 1 in the morning.  It was the first snow to fall and stick around in the Tokyo area.  I missed the snow last year when I was in Miami, so I was excited to see some fall.

Watching the clumps of snow fall seems like magic to me.  They tumble out of the darkened skies and drift until they find a cozy spot to settle.  It calms, and excited me.

I woke up in the middle of the night and peeked out the window to see if the snow was still there.  There was some, but I was beginning to melt.  That was a bit disappointing, but I went for a stroll around the neighborhood just to see what there is to be seen.

The streets might not have had much snow, but lots of the snow melted and iced over during the night.  I could see more clearly that the night before, but it still seems like another world.

Get our and appreciate the changed that happen in your part of the world.  You never know what changes you may find.

Sunshined Ice

Peeking into Today

Temporary Phasing

Sunday, January 22nd, 2012

Some things will last forever.  Somethings change too quickly to be seen.  Some things move between one phase and an other. It is just temporary.

Water is fluid and full of motion at room temperature.  In the heat of the earth the water becomes steam.  In the dead of winter the fluidity of water becomes motionless.

Wet snowflakes fall from the sky moving from one to another.  Hitting the wet cement it quickly transforms its alternative self.

It sometimes it is all just moment between one phase and the next.

Temporary Phasing

Iced Over in Konodai

Tuesday, January 18th, 2011

The temperature has been hitting the freezing point over the last couple of days.  There was even a light dusting of snow on Saturday, but I missed it because I slept in that day.  Today I found the fountain in Kondai frozen over.  It was only for a  fleeting, because as soon as the sun reached high enough to hit the fountain, it quickly melted.  I am still waiting for a solid amount of snow. Once or twice a year of snow is enough for me.

Iced Over in Konodai

Random Slices on a Saturday

Sunday, April 18th, 2010

After getting some absolutely rare spring snow in Tokyo, I took my cycle over the bridge to Urayasu.  The skies had cleared.  There were a few patches of snow on the ground.  Still the mercury was a bit low and my jacket was zipped all the way up.  Just some slices.  Random, or not.  Just some clicks to enjoy the lovely sabbath.

Urayasu Skies

April Snow and Ice

FIshing Goods, with Urayasu Tozai Line Bridge

I've Got Your Number

Ice-shrooms

Sunday, February 7th, 2010

The ice-shrooms reappeared the other day this week.  These strings of crystals are angel hair pasta.  Fragile and delicate in the early morning light.

Ice Crystal Mushrooms 2

Ice Crystal Mushrooms 1

Ice-tails

Thursday, February 4th, 2010

Some ice-tails from the snowfall from the other day.  I focused on the details, the macro, the surreal the icy and the plain cold.  I will hence forth label these and ice-tails.

Ice Layer, with Tag and Buffings

Cold Drink Anyone?

Standing Ovation

Iced Buttons

Seesaw

He's Cold, In More Ways than One

Ice Fungi Crystals

Thursday, January 14th, 2010

On my way in to work today I noticed ice on the ground for the first time.  It was completely covering some grassy knolls outside.  I hunched down to have a closer look at the ice and was amazed that the ice crystals were as thin as hairs and look liked nothing I have ever seen before.  Ok, so those of you who know me, are probably saying, “This boy is from Miami, what does he know about ice?”  Well I know nothing, but I still were looking at these Angel Hair like Enoki Mushroom ice crystals.  I picked one bunch up in my leather gloved hands, and squished the delicate crystals.  So for me, a boy from the rock bottom, they were magical.

Ice Fungi 1

Ice Fungi 2

Ice Fungi 3

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