Today, while decluttering our old home office, my wife and I stumbled upon a nostalgic treasure: an aged photograph of our garden.
It was just a single picture that dropped out of the old photo album I happened to pick up.
Call it serendipity or a touch of the mystical, but as I examined the photo, it felt as though my wife’s ancestors were sending me a message.
Admittedly, it may sound bit woo woo of me. Nonetheless, upon closer inspection, I noticed that many of the trees captured in the image have long vanished.
They appear to have been vanished ages ago, their absence shrouded in mystery.
The garden depicted in the photograph exuded a density far surpassing what I encountered when I arrived in Japan last March.
Gazing at this snapshot reignited a passion within me.
I am determined to resurrect the garden to its former splendor, adorned with the same abundance of trees, shrubs, and flowers depicted in the picture. All the while, I aim to infuse it with the traditional karikomi aesthetics and implement various permaculture techniques to achieve natural self-sustainability for decades to come.
My efforts thus far have mostly revolved around soil restoration, a task that remains a physical challenge.
Throughout our garden, I’ve unearthed compacted, arid clay patches devoid of any vegetation.
The extent of rejuvenation required is daunting, and the timeline uncertain.
For now, my focus lies in meticulously tending to the soil, strategically incorporating Hรผgelkultur beds and swales, and using all kinds of methods to retain moisture in the arid zones to facilitate revitalization and beyond.

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