Leaf insects turn into butterflies*

* No butterflies were harmed in the writing of this post. See also.

In which our curious hero downloads an app, learns that endive and chicory are one and the same (but not “curly” endive; that is something else entirely) and searches for some frogs…

While planning for a recent trip to Japan, looking for ideas of what to see and do, I came across a number of informative web sites. Continuing to follow some, I am rewarded regularly with little tasty bits of Brain Kibble℠. Spoon & Tomago’s mention of the Utsukushii Kurashikata Institute’s 72 Microseasons app is a recent lovely example.

Seasons, a time for change

Over the years, up until the Meiji era when modernization saw the adoption of Gregorian calendars, the folks in Japan used a number of different systems to track the passing of days and years. (The changeover happened in year 6 of the Meiji (明治) era — that would be 1873 for those Gregorian calendar users out there.) Many cultures have derived calendars from lunisolar patterns, basing the measure of a year on the phases of the Moon and our planet’s journey around the Sun (okay, maybe we did not always understand that last part completely). Japan was no exception. Spring and Autumn were centered on the Vernal and Autumnal Equinoxes, for example. The four major seasons were each divided into six periods which, in turn, were divided into three brief “microseasons”, each lasting roughly five days. Another way to look at the maths…the year was divided into 24 solar terms (sekki, 節気) of roughly fifteen days and those solar terms into three smaller passages of time (kou, 候).

Either way you take it, 4 × 6 × 3 = 72 = 24 × 3, there you go, seventy-two “microseasons”.

Unhindered by precise dates and times

By dividing the year into this five-day portions, focus shifts to the small changes and very local manifestations of the passage of time, something that is quite appealing. The timing of a particular animal emerging from hibernation or a specific species of plant flowering, becomes the centerpiece of a “season”.

Living in Singapore, a fairly-flat island at sea level and one degree off the Equator (1.3° North, 103.8° East), the seasonal changes are quite subtle. At least to someone born just-over halfway to the North Pole. Comparing where I was born to where I live, here are the record temperatures for past year:

Imperial or Metric, there is nothing subtle about the range of temperature extremes in Bismarck.

Also, the days here always are tweleve hours long, plus or minus a few minutes, but there is a drift to the period of daylight. Sunrise is between 6:46 to 7:17 a.m. and sunset between 6:50 to 7:21 p.m. Again, subtle.

There is part of me that yearns to be someplace where the cycles of change are more obviously-observable. There is another part of me that knows, if I look closely enough, I will be able to find patterns of change, no matter where I am.

Back to our regularly-scheduled app…

For each season, the 72 Microseasons app shares a brief narrative and a poem (with translation, some backstory, and biography of the poet). Information about a plant you might find coming in or into its peak is followed by foodstuffs. It was with these stories of seasonal seafood and veg that I learned that chicory and endive are the same plant.[^curly]

The app updates on the microseason cycle, every five days or so, but there is a catch. Beyond the overall annual cycle, you only see the details for the current season—no past, no future, only the present—“unhindered by precise dates and times”.

I will take this as an example of positive impermanence and something to help me with my practice on being present in the current moment…

On this Vernal Equinox (if I lived 142.9 km to the south, it would be “Autumnal”), may I be the first to wish you a happy first day of 雀始巣 (Suzume hajimete sukū, Sparrows start to nest) in the 節気 of 春分 (Shunbun, Spring Equinox), the fourth portion of Spring. Be certain to eat your horsetail plants (best harvested before they pollenate, apparently) and watch your step as the Sun crosses the celestial equator.

Chronologically yours,

— Ken

P.S. Speaking of frogs (and toads) speaking, Sounds of North American Frogs on the Smithsonian Folkways label makes me smile and 「ケロケロ」 and, sometimes, 「げろげろ」.

P.P.S. See also, The School of Life’s short film, History of Ideas—Wabi-Sabi.

P.P.P.S. Here are some more sources exploring the microseasons: “Japan’s 72 Microseasons” on www.nippon.com; “七十二候: Japan’s 72 Seasons” on Wide Awake in Japan; and “七十二候” on Japanese Wikipedia (If you don’t read Japanese, which I do not, it is fun to see how Google translates: “Frog start squeaking”.)