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He had been tending his many orchards for many years. Getting older, things got more difficult and one by one, he had to cut down the many trees in his orchards.
Today I observed the old farmer below in my valley :
winter cold -
he felled his last
apple tree
Winterkälte -
er fällt den letzten
Apfelbaum
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The sad reality of rural Japan 2007, where the old get older rapidly and there are no young ones to take over. So the weeds, badgers and wild boars thrive ...
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4 comments:
Grey clouds of summer
Great sadness befalls me.
Reading haiku.
Old farmer on Salt Spring Island, Canada
Dear old farmer,
indeed, great sadness ...
thanks for dropping by to share the Japanese sadness ...
GABI
your apple tree haiku touches my heart
best wishes, a friend from Germany
today he spays poison
on his fields ...
September 1, 2007
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