(March 16, 2019 at 8:50 pm)arewethereyet Wrote: delicate flower
It's a splendid day here. Two kinds of flowering plants are blossoming, so the garden smells wonderful.
Japan divides the year into 24 seasons. The current season is called "Bugs wake up." Each of these is subdivided into three, so we are now in the short period called "Leaf bugs become butterflies." Granted, this is timed for Kyoto, and I am quite a ways west of there, so my garden is not quite in sync.
Last year in the typhoons the terrace wall above my garden collapsed and a good part of the mountain slid into my east garden. There was mud and stones the size of microwave ovens. But there was a nice coincidence: years ago I planted a tree in front of the wall, and it's about a foot across at the base now. When the stone wall collapsed the top three meters came down vertically like a garage door, and the tree was perfectly placed to hold it up in that position--which meant that the house was protected.
Finally the city has got around to repairing this area. One very kind old guy is moving all the debris by himself, with just a wheelbarrow since the path here is too narrow and steep for a car. I've been pleased to see that he is not strict about his schedule -- since there is no supervisor nearby, he can take breaks long and frequently. It would be inappropriate, I think, to work in a Japanese garden any other way.
So I'm fine, thanks.
