flower chorus

flowers in shiozawa farm, may 21, 2005

yesterday i volunteered to help aoki sensei work in his farm. we planted mushrooms in the logs that we cut last snow filled april. i've never been a farmer in my life, though i wish i were and imagined how free would have i been from nonsense bosses. working with nature, or being with nature, always gives me a different high and a sense of freedom. there's something in it. maybe a sense of awe.

who would not be awed when all around me i could see wild flowers/backyard flowers just growing practically everywhere. aoki sensei toured me to every corner of the backyard farm and showed me spring flowers in full bloom. such colors!

michael collins of apollo 11 is right when he said: "the moon is so scarred, so desolate, so monotonous, that i cannot recall its tortured surface without thinking of the infinite planet earth offers: misty waterfalls, pine forests, rose gardens, blues and greens and reds and whites." (carrying fire)