こわい, kowai is Japanese for scary. Not to be confused with かわいい, kawaii, cute. Sometimes I have to ask to make sure I heard the word correctly. Sometimes there no doubt such word was used. When referring to these:
the word is kowai. Scary. Mukade. Ugh. I hate these things. In some ways they still scare the crap out of me. In some ways, they’re no big deal…just part of life in the inaka. When you open the front door and one falls on your arm, as this one did, it scares the crap out you. Sets the heart racing and the adrenaline pumping.
I already showed you a time lapse of my drive home, so now here’s one going the other way…in the rain.
Rehearsals were out west this weekend in a beautiful area of Miyoshi. This was the view from the stairs on the fourth floor if the building we were in.
I saw this sign when I took a walk today. It’s old and worn, but really cute!
When I arrived at home this evening, I noticed that about 1/4 of the field next to our house has been harvested. It won’t take long before the rest is gone as well. I took this photo since it will most likely be gone tomorrow:
I’ll be sad to see the fields empty again…but the rice is very delicious!
There are some crazy watermelon plants on the walk from the parking lot to school. Every day I walk by them at least twice…once in the way in and one in the way out…so I’ve been watching them grow. Every time I think to myself “surely they wouldn’t miss just one…” but I would never do that.
There are some good sized melons and a ton of flowers. I saw the tiniest watermelon today. It was so cute. It’s growing on the edge of the road so I hope no one squishes it.
At this point in their growth, many of the rice fields are starting to look like fields of lush green grass.
You wouldn’t want to go walking around among the plants though…they conceal a mucky, mushy, muddy mess.
One of the things I like about living in the inaka in Japan is the fresh vegetables we are given. I got a bag of potatoes at work and our neighbor gabe us some garlic from his garden.
Today, instead of lessons, we picked potatoes.
It rained almost all day today. I stopped at the local convenience store on the way home and took this photo nearby. Kamiyama after the rain: