Sunday, April 30, 2006

A Day in the Park

Spent the afternoon with Jenny at Showa Kinnen Park in Tachikawa. The weather was so nice I'm glad we took the time to enjoy just being out in nature.

It is a massive park and very beautiful, and you can't tell it from this picture but there were a massive amount of people there.

There is a nice section dedicated to Bonsai. I think the oldest tree was about 250 years old!
So I wonder how long it will take for my little tree to look anything like these.

I really like the ones where they have exposed the bark to give it a weathered look like it has been battered by nature over so many years.

How cool would it be to have a tree like this that you could display in your home.


After about 100 years maybe this is what mine will look like.



This is not a great picture but I really liked this one. I think the idea behind this type of bonsai is to give you the feel of a miniature forest.

Dagmar's Party

Saturday night was party time for our drum group. Dagmar one of the 3 Germans in the group hosted and did all the cooking. She is a great cook!! I escpecially liked the potato salad.

Dagmar is on the right in this picture, next to her is Beatrix Wagner.
Miura san Nagihana's leader striking a sexy pose.
From lest to right, Nii chan, Kaji kun, and Wan chan. Everybody goes by nicknames it is rather nice here in this land of never ending formallaties.

Nagihana is a a great bunch of people to hang around with. The interesting thing is how well they all get along. When we first started no one knew each but you would never think that now. It's a close knit group that I am glad that I am a part of.

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Poem - Author unknown

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
as I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
Nor the lights, nor its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
who made me sputter and gasp--
the thieves, the liars, the sinners,
the alcoholics, and the trash...

There stood that kid from seventh grade
Who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
Who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought,
would be rotting away in hell,
was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
Looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, "What's the deal?
I'd love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?"
God must've made a mistake.

"And why's everyone so quiet,
so somber? Please, give me a clue."
"Hush, child," said He, "they're all in shock;
No one thought they'd be seeing you."

Judge NOT.