#4    July 2000@@@@@@@@@@@@@


t. r. welch and the garden of Yoyokaku




 
 This photograph is a bird-eye view of the garden of Yoyokaku.
As you see, the main feature of the garden is these pine trees. Most of them are 200 years old.
 In Japanese culture, a pine tree is especially important, sometimes even divine. We pay much attention to keep these precious trees in good shape.
 These old trees with cracked barks and hanging-down branches look like old oriental philosophers in deep meditation. They are serene under the bright sky. They are awe-inspiring in the moonlight. They are gentle when they spread their yellow mist of pollen in a soft breeze in spring, and after the rain they are just heart-healing with so many pearly dews on their needles.

 Some thirty years ago, these pine trees were hearing a beautiful sound of violin every morning. A young American with a gentle manner and outstanding intelligence, with a love of nature and oriental culture, was staying here at Yoyokaku for the first three months of his days in Japan. He started his morning with his violin amidst these trees. The garden was filled with the sound of sea-breeze that passed through the pine twigs, and the violin was leading the orchestra of trees.

 His name was Terry Welch, who left Yoyokaku to go to see the other places of Japan including the big city of Tokyo and the old cities of Kyoto and Nara. My husband and I were not surprised to hear that he became a landscape architect later.

 Each time he returns to Yoyokaku, he tries to persuade me to come and visit his own garden in Woodinville, Washington. My husband went, but I couldn't go with him. I have always to stay to take care of our ryokan. How I wish I could take some days off before I get too old! Terry always shows me the photos of his ever-progressing Japanese garden in the vast land he owns. His garden has often appeared in books and calendars. Around his ponds ( he has two) he planted iris, rhododendron, azalea, plum, cherry, ...and so on. Of course he has magnificent pine trees. And the birds! Even beavers! Oh, how I wish I could really see them!

 He says that the garden of Yoyokaku has transformed his life. Did our pine trees lure him? Or, I imagine, Terry Welch himself must have trembled the trees with his magic violin and exchanged sympathy with them.
 As I wrote before, a pine tree is often thought to be the receptor upon which the gods might descend from the heaven. It is no wonder that the pine trees of Yoyokaku have stimulated Terry Welch's compassion@with nature.

  I asked Terry to write an essay on our garden for my web page.
Please enjoy yourself reading it, and if you ever have a chance to go near Seattle, I hope you will visit him and see his heavenly Japanese Garden.
                                                                                                          Yours,

                                                         
 [The garden of Yoyokaku] byt.r.welch                                   Mail to Harumi Okochi