Photographer's Note

Got a phone call yesterday from my friend Yoshi, with whom I visited Japan,informing me that his dad had died after a long illness. I was fortunate to have met the gentleman as I lived for a short time in their home.
Like many retired and aging folk, he had a hobby or two. I know that in his healthier days he loved to work in his vegetable garden, growing his own mushrooms, bamboo shoots and a range of vegetables.He collected stamps and excelled in Sumi-e painting. Yoshi's mum is one of the top calligraphists in Shimane.
Mr Nagami was adopted by a childless couple, according to Yoshi a common practice in those days when the parents of the child had too many mouths to feed.

He was almost ninety and must have witnessed incredible changes in his country over nine decades.

Here you see him hanging persimmons to dry after the skin has been peeled- a ritual that he and his wife had been performing yearly. I can assure you that when dried, this fruit turns into a sweet and delicious winter pick-me-upper, especially the way Mr Nagami liked to eat it- with a small cup of good quality sake. The fruit once hanging is hoisted under the eaves and left to dry in the cool autumn sun. Amazingly, flies are not a problem.When I took this shot I was inside looking out onto the balcony.

I am also posting an example of Mr Nagami's artwork.
It is so true that each death diminishes us somehow.

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