My wife and I started gardening in Fukuoka (Japan) in 2003. There was nothing but muddy clayey sloping land. At the beginning we made several structure such as steps and paths, and planted turf, fruit trees, roses, herbs etc.
In 2010, we visited several famous English gardens, including Sissinghurst Castle Garden, Mottisfont Abbey Garden and Hidcote Manor Garden. We were shocked by the glory of those gardens. Since then, we have been trying to make small but glorious gardens by ourselves.
From late October onwards, toad lilies have been blooming here and there in the garden. In Japan, this flower is known as ‘hototogisu (lesser cuckoo)’ because the dark red spots on its pink petals resemble the pattern on the breast of the lesser cuckoo. It is a lovely little autumn flower.
Hakushū Kitahara (1885–1942) was a poet, children’s songwriter and tanka poet from Yanagawa City in Fukuoka Prefecture, a town famous for its river boat trips. Every year on the anniversary of his death, a water parade is held. Taking place after sunset, the parade sees around 50 small river boats criss-crossing the network of canals that run through the city. Various songs and dances are performed at various points along the route to entertain the passengers. Near the starting point, a performance of traditional Japanese court music (Gagaku) was taking place. It was music that truly touched the heart.
I planted them in potting compost mixed with specialised soil, fertiliser, compost and leaf mould, and put up new nameplates for each one. I hope they’ll bloom beautifully next April and May.
The quince tree bears a bountiful crop every two years. And this year, it has produced a great many fruits. From now on, they will gradually turn yellow and ripen.
In late October two years ago, a typhoon struck; the strong winds caused the branches to sway violently, and many of the fruits fell to the ground.
2年前の10月下旬に台風がやってきて、強風で枝が大きく揺れて、たくさんの実が落ちました。
October 2024 一昨年の10月
Then, when Typhoon No. 30—the most intense typhoon of the year—moved from the East China Sea towards Kyushu, I was a little disheartened, wondering if the fruit would fall again due to the typhoon.
However, the typhoon actually lost strength, and by the time it reached Kyushu, the winds had died down. Whilst the branches of large trees, such as the wild cherry, swayed slightly in the wind, almost none of the karin fruit fell. We plan to harvest them in November.
White Japanese anemones are now in full bloom at the base of the plum tree in the shade garden. As the spot receives little sunlight, the plants have grown quite tall and are prone to toppling over. So I’ve used the plum tree as a support. Although the plants are occasionally affected by disease and don’t grow very large, this year they’ve produced more flowers than I expected.
I have been keeping medaka in my bathtub pool to help eat the mosquito larvae. The white medaka stand out more than the black ones in the pool, making them easier to spot. This summer was extremely hot, with a long spell of dry weather. Even though the water level dropped, as it is a small pool, adding too much tap water all at once would kill the medaka, so I could only add a little at a time, which led to a deterioration in water quality. In summer, the water lily leaves grow thick and block out almost all the sunlight, but even so, the water temperature rose considerably. Only just a few medaka managed to survive the harsh summer. When I feed them, they come up to the surface to eat the food scattered across the water. If you watch them closely whilst they’re eating, they look rather cute.
Passing in front of the brick wall and walking through the Mube arch, you come to the bluebell garden. This year, the Mube arch has only two fruits, which are beginning to turn colour. Right next to it, a Leucophyllum tree has been producing a succession of lovely pink flowers for over a month. Looking up, you can see lots of quince fruits. Some of them are already turning slightly yellow. Harvest season is just around the corner. Whilst I was filming the quince, two Japanese white-eyes happened to arrive and were flitting from branch to branch. They are such lovely little birds.