When we purchased Lot 57 (as it is officially called), it was simply loaded with various types of grasses and trees... some of which, unsurprisingly, were taller than me.
View of Lot 57... house is on top left, and Japan Inland Sea is on the right...
Just beyond the grasses lies the slope where we are planting fruits trees now (more later)... the hill on the right side is a protected forest, so, no neighbors... woohooo...
Vegetable gardening in Japan... We grow about 40 to 50 types of vegetables, and about 20 types of fruits in our potager-garden... This photo-blog represents an attempt to document the thrills and challenges of a 'student-gardener'... For me, it is 'heavenly' enough just to be able to connect with the soil and nature, and if we get to eat the fruits of our labor, it is but an added bonus...
Showing posts with label The beginnings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The beginnings. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
The beginnings...
Been living in Japan since 1987, first as a foreign student, and subsequently as an academician.
Due to the unstable situation and of course for a lack of funds, have always been staying in apartments.
In the process, we had the 'privilege' of putting up in a rather old (40 over years) government apartment.
(Good thing was the low rent, which enabled us to save up a bit of funds.)
It was quite an experience to inadvertently hear families arguing and throwing things out the window... and of seeing kids using the apartment walls to practice tennis during the weekends (drove us nuts)...
My missus used to periodically, albeit softly, mumble into my ear, hey, life is too short my dear... we should be staying in our own house, you know...
Due to the unstable situation and of course for a lack of funds, have always been staying in apartments.
In the process, we had the 'privilege' of putting up in a rather old (40 over years) government apartment.
(Good thing was the low rent, which enabled us to save up a bit of funds.)
It was quite an experience to inadvertently hear families arguing and throwing things out the window... and of seeing kids using the apartment walls to practice tennis during the weekends (drove us nuts)...
My missus used to periodically, albeit softly, mumble into my ear, hey, life is too short my dear... we should be staying in our own house, you know...
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