Michiko, my aikido teacher, took Clayton, Chie, Amy and myself to some ancient rice fields in the mountains. We spent part of the day weeding the fields. It was backbreaking work and I will never look at a rice field in the same way again.
The farmers were friendly and I think they understood that any work we did in the field was of minimum help to them. they treated us to an amazingly delicious meal. I have always had a love for rice fields - I think it's the running water and getting your feet wet - One day I would like to live somewhere like this.
Some people work other play
Clay, Chie and a farmer walking back to base after a hard day in the fields.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Rice fields
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