The vegetable fields just around the corner of my parents' house. People used to be full-time farmers but now most of them have other jobs and work in the fields only to grow small amount of vegetables for their own family. It seems the situation worked well for vegetables themselves, for people now use much less chemicals on the process of growing them. In old times they were forced to use chemicals even though they knew they might be too much, because shops which bought their products wanted nicely shaped vegetables. Most of my parents' neighbours have some fields for themselves but my parents, so everybody brings their products to my mum. She goes for a little walk every moning during the summer and often comes back with some cucumbers or aubergines in her hands. She says there's a contract with a lady who owns the field that my mum can take her vegetables whenever she wants, even without her presence.

There was another Wellington on the left stuck on the edge of a wodden pole making a perfect symmetry with this one. I think it's meant to be a scarecrow. Hmmm.

An old farmhouse, possibly about more than 250 years old, also in the neighbouring area. The inside of the house is kept just like it used to be. You can freely go inside, or I believe so. (I suggest you not to try to read the explanation for the farmhouse on the board in the picture on the right for your eyes' sake.) Right next to this house there is a new town restaurant (the one and only in this area). Its shape is rather modern and peculiar that I wonder it will be a little hard for them with thick snowfalls in wintertime, but they tell me it's meant to look like a swan when you see it from the sky above - although I don't know how anyone could see it from the sky above.

12/9/1999