Tucked among the hills of Asuka Village is a place called Inabuchi, where rice paddies climb a steep hillside in terraces.

Looking up, the paddies fold one upon another, following the slope. Each tier is narrow and irregular in shape. The hillside was not leveled by force, nor was it left alone in defeat.

The land's incline was accepted as it was, and within that, a place for growth was made. Each terrace, in its quiet way, feels like an accumulation of patient wisdom.