Things are Coming Along

Monday, April 25th, 2011

I spent the morning helping some friends rebuild their garden that had been covered in a layer of icing like mud after the liquefaction in Shin Urayasu.  The day was a gorgeous spring day.  The sun was shining brightly yet the air was crisp and just a tad cool.  It felt good to both help out and just to be out in the sun.

Sometimes I really miss having a yard with trees, plants, and a garden like I had growing up in Miami.  Here in Tokyo and it’s suburbs there is little space for gardening.  Homeowners get very creative with their use of space, and create elaborate gardens in the most minuscule of areas.

As I wandered a bit around the Shin Urayasu neighborhood, I did notice that it was a lot less dusty than two weeks ago.  More of the silt has been removed, along with a few days of some heavy downpours have helped to clear the air.

People are out and about taking care of their homes and all in all after six weeks things are coming along nicely.

The spring colors keep pushing me forward.  I am compelled to show all the colors that the world has to offer.  The bright spots that standout on a sunny day like yesterday.  With all the worries of the world, I can loose myself within the simple beauty of color.

One Out of a Town

Orange Ones, Drying Ones

See No Evil, Speak No Evil, Hear Evil: Is it What we Should Do?

Friday, January 21st, 2011

I saw this little lost towel tucked into a fence on my way home last night.  There they were the three little monkeys staring at me.  Well, at least one was staring at me, because one of them had his hands tight over his eyes.  At one time I used to think this was a good policy to have, because if one follows it then one should be able to stay out of trouble.  Yesterday I started to think about it in a new light.  If one sees evil shouldn’t he/she speak out about it?  If one hears evil doings aren’t we obligated to speak up to correct the wrong?  I think I still agree about not speaking no evil.

When I was seeing evil in the wake of September 11, 2001, I spoke up with my lens.  I felt the need to understand the duality of the evil that had been perpetrated and the evil in the response to it.  When by brothers in Miami saw the horrible conditions in Hati, they journeyed down to the devastated country to lend a helping hand.  These actions were only possible because we opened our eyes and saw the evil, and we we moved to reacted to it.

With all the horrible words being slung around the world as easily as dust in the wind, it is time for us to stand up and say enough.  When we see or hear evil, we must not speak the evil, but we must combat the evil with light.  With light that is so bright that the evil will have no place to hide.

See Nothing, Say Nothing, Hear Nothing, then Something is Wrong: Rethinking See No Evil, Speak No Evil, Hear No Evil

Shooting Umbrellas in Chiba

Thursday, May 20th, 2010



I must sound like a broken record, it seems to rain so much, and it isn’t even officially the rainy season yet.  The is a beauty to the rain.  It cleans the town, it makes the grass, trees, so green, and then there are the wonderful umbrellas that pop out at the first sign of rain.

Bang, bang, Click CLICK….

here we go, again, again.

Rain Ain't Nothing to do but Smile

Walking, Cylcling all with Umbrellas

Forgotten Clear Vinyl Umbrella

Looking at Me in the Rain

Lost in Rain

Tuesday, May 11th, 2010

I am not sure wether it was the rainy, cloudy day we had today, or it is just the cycle of life but I found on my stroll back to Ichikawa station more than the usual amount of delicately place lost objects.  At the temple’s ornate gate I found a cheap but places hair pin, and a cute piggy mascot.  Further along at one of my favorite dilapidated buildings a beautiful found checkered hand towel was waiting in harmony.  Finally just before reaching the station, there was a red pen bundled together with a lost point card from the electronic store Yamada Denki.  No umbrellas today. I guess it was just the rain.

I hope all these items are quickly reunited with their owners.

Lost Hair Pin at the Temple's Gate

Lost Piggy at the Temple's Gate

Lost Hand Towel

Lost Red Pen and Yamada Point Card

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