tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9051948812669711374.post2483474929605670421..comments2023-07-25T18:06:06.148+09:00Comments on Garden life: 棚田Akihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02393393565504327287noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9051948812669711374.post-53904591572455443542009-06-28T05:57:05.975+09:002009-06-28T05:57:05.975+09:00I love your pictures.
We grow rice here in Texas. ...I love your pictures.<br />We grow rice here in Texas. I am sure we do not plant by hand, however. After the rice is harvested the farmers will flood the fields again and when the geese come to spend the winter with us the hunters come and the air is full of the sounds of guns.limpingalonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15503122972212917173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9051948812669711374.post-84313193699641621692009-06-23T14:24:40.254+09:002009-06-23T14:24:40.254+09:00when I was a small child. I saw a farmer turning o...when I was a small child. I saw a farmer turning over a rice field with a cow. You reminded of it.Akihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02393393565504327287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9051948812669711374.post-89532688304091635812009-06-22T22:34:55.446+09:002009-06-22T22:34:55.446+09:00These are beautiful scenes. I remember them well. ...These are beautiful scenes. I remember them well. Terraced fields. I see the man tilling with a machine. In the old days, when I was there, it was done using a cow or ox pulling. But the rice was all planted by hand.<br /><br />Thank you for visiting my blog. I loved Japan in the 1953 - 1956.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com