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Our Spring garden and thoughts on sakura

We have been having a lot of fun tidying up our garden and planting flowers, herbs and veggies to enjoy.

We are also fortunate that there are some well established trees too – and right now we are particularly thankful that we have a reasonably sized sakura (cherry blossom) tree. After watching the buds form and getting very excited only about a week ago when the first bud popped open delightfully one morning, we now have a more or less “100% bloom” tree, in that all the buds are now out.

Sakura holds a special place in the hearts of many Japanese people, and mine too, at least in part because it always reminds me of my first trip to Japan (this time of year exactly 15 years ago).

This fleeting time of year when the sakura bloom is normally a time of great celebration, with many revellers enjoying food, sake and general merriment in the midst of the many parks and public spaces that are currently filled with pale pink and white blossoms.

Of course this year is no ordinary year in Japan, with the one month anniversary of the Tohoku earthquake and tsunami disaster coinciding with the full bloom of the sakura here in Odawara more or less to the day.

There are far fewer revellers this year; in some part because some local governments such as in parts of Tokyo have actively discouraged merry-making. Others may still be mourning, or at least feel it is not yet appropriate to enjoy oneself to excess. No doubt others are still somewhat put off by the ongoing aftershocks – somewhat less of an issue here where we are feeling them less strongly, but I’m sure it’s a consideration for some. Many usual night-time hamami (flower-watching) spots are also effectively closed as the usual night time lighting is being switched off in an effort to conserve electricity.

Personally, while I have full respect for whatever stance people take with respect to this year’s hanami season, my feeling is that while I am certainly not going to be passing out drunk under cherry trees any time soon, I do want to enjoy their beauty and the feeling of peace they bring. (Actually, as an interersting side note, some sake (rice wine) producers from Tohoku are in fact a little displeased at the calls for restraint in this season, since it is further hurting their business: they would much rather people were passing out happily sake drunk on sheets of blue canvas right about now).

Much of what makes sakura special is their ephemeral nature; the flowers have Zen-like qualities of impermanence; fragility. A change of wind or an unexpected rainfall might knock off the blossoms in an instant. And even at the best of times their journey from opening bud to blossom “snow” to street litter takes only a week or two.

To me the cherry reminds me of the soft character of our natural world, but also its rhythmical patterns: next year the flowers will bloom again, albiet briefly. In a similar way, the creakings of the earth and other natural disasters like floods and bushfires visit us from time to time – often with devasting impacts in our communities. To me, this isn’t a time to forget the trajedies that have taken place here or to disrespect them. Rather, I am mindful of the power of the natural world, which is simulaneously all-powerful and yet fragile.

For my part, tending our garden, carefully observing sakura and photographing them brings me some joy in what has been a difficult and stressful time. I hope in some small way my thoughts and photos of make you feel better too.

I’ve also thrown in a bonus picture of our Japanese lounge room, for those who are curious about the innards of our house; not that it entirely fits this post, but it rounds out the number of pictures nicely and didn’t quite justify it’s own post, other than to say I’ve been enjoying scouting for art to adorn the many “hooks and nooks”.

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Changing of the seasons

One of the things I have always liked about Japan is how actively people participate in the changing seasons. Despite the majority of Japanese living in cities that have long since lost a lot of real nature, there is still a strong appreciation of the changing seasons and for example the flowers, foods and fine artworks that represent them.

This is something I would miss if I lived in a place like Singapore, where the seasons do not change so much. In Manly, I mainly think in terms of “beach weather” and “not beach weather” although of course do enjoy things like the first warm breezes of spring; “southerly busters” and thunderstorms after a hot summer day and flannel flowers, wattle and other signs of seasonal change in the wildflowers.

Australia splits its seasons exactly every quarter on the first of the month, so 1 March sees in the first day of autumn. Japan, however, starts its spring rather earlier and so back on the 3rd of February we celebrated setsubun (節分) – literally “seasonal division” but usually meant to refer to the day before the start of spring.

One of the key aspects to celebrating setsubun is a bean-throwing ritual that is thought to cast out evil from the past year and clear the way for the year ahead. Sometimes these beans are thrown at shrines but it has historically also been a common practice at home (although I understand less so now than it was in the past).

In the household version, an evil-looking mask (representing the evil spirits) is donned by the head of the household while the other household members vigorously throw fistfuls of roasted soybeans at him.

Since the oni (demon or ogre) is sometimes represented by the male in the household who was born in the corresponding animal year in the Chinese zodiac rather than the head of the household, I also wore the mask – being a “rabbit” myself. Keira pelted me pretty well.

The bean-throwers shout “Oni wa soto! Fuku wa uchi!” (out with the demons, in the with good luck).

It is also customary to eat one roasted soybean for each year of one’s life, plus perhaps an extra for good luck, though we all just settled on a few each.

The crunch of soybeans underfoot was still being occasionally heard a few days later, as despite best efforts to clean them all up they seemed to reappear every now and then.

Earlier this week we experienced haru ichiban – the first strong wind of the spring. We had a 23 degree day, though it is now cooler again and some rain has come along after an almost completely dry winter. Since it has now started to warm up, I don’t think we will see any significant snow in Odawara this year unfortunately. It did snow here very lightly one day, and nearby Hakone has received some heavier falls. Tokyo also had an unexpected 5 cm overnight snowfall that caused some minor chaos.

Another common practice during setsubun is to eat an entire sushi roll while facing that year’s lucky direction, without taking a break or saying a word. These extra-long sushi rolls are called ehoumaki. We did not do this, but did see a lot of them for sale at the local Robinson’s department store as well as plenty of ehoumaki-themed produce such as roll cakes shaped and coloured to look like sushi.

Meanwhile, I have been enjoying some early spring foods, such as sansai (山菜) mountain vegetables, nanohana, and other bitter vegetables. The plum blossoms are beautiful and still going strong. It is not long now until arguably Japan’s best display of the changing of the seasons – the sakura cherry blossoms – come into being.

Zen sand drawings of the modern era

Today I was pondering the impermanence of all things, when it occured to me that last spring, I had spontaneously composed some haiku and sent them to Yoko by SMS. I think they were passably adequate, and may even have qualified as being good.

Since then, we have both moved on iPhone 3GS phones, and I realised with some despair that this means the poems are now lost without a trace.

I lamented the loss of these words, which I had hoped would forever capture the transient beauty of the spring blossoms I’d seen.

And only after some minutes had passed did I realise the irony…

Flower of light

It is not growing like a tree
In bulk, doth make men better be;
Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,
To fall a log at last, dry, bald and sere:
A lily of the day,
Is fairer in May,
Although it fall and die that night;
It was the plant and flower of light.

– Ben Jonson

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Who cares about the Environment post-GFC

So I’m sure I’m not the only one to observe that all the fuss about global warming (sorry, I mean climate change) etc has fallen off the radar of most governments, corporations and a lot of individuals.

And perhaps, who can blame them. There does come a point where immediate survival becomes the pressing need and anything vaguely long-term gets forgotten (or actively slashed). So far, I am keeping the 100% green energy at home, etc, but I have the fortunate to still have an income; and, for now, enough to spare on this “luxury”.

By the way, isn’t it weird how overnight a billion US Dollars suddenly became a non-important amount of money to be tossing around.

I feel a bit loath to admit it, and I do have an excuse – I was hypomanic at the time. But the onset of the GFC seemed almost amusing in a strange kind of way. I’ve always been strongly entrepreneurial, capitalistic and self-sufficient; but at the same time had a unsettling feeling that the “world” most people live in most of their lives is really just shit: 9 to 5 jobs; mortgages; sitting in cars in traffic. A whole lot of crap that fills the void of so many lives, leaving almost nothing at all.

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