鎌倉犬聞録 Kamakura morning memoirs from Japan

 The Iwaya Cave at the southern tip of Enoshima is connected underground to the Narusawa Ice Cave at the foot of Mt. Fuji, and it is said that the airway carries the power of Mt. A long pipeline mystery with a distance of about 90km. There is certainly romance. During the Edo period, pilgrimages to Enoshima were popular. The pleasures of Sagami Bay and the power spot experience are always attractive. Well, there is also a small pipeline mystery in Kamakura. It is said that the cave runs from Tsurugaoka Hachimangu Genji Pond to Namerikawa river. However, I don't mind going there, it's a big turtle. During the spawning season, he suddenly appear on the road around Namerikawa Toshoji Bridge, about 1km away, and head for the spawning grounds. *** I almost ran over you, but you came again this year. If you crawl in the middle of the road like that, you can't stand a driver who looks away. You're here to lay eggs, so be careful. Are you mostly the same turtle that came last y

"I'm 56 years old, so I'm halfway through, but if you look at the average life expectancy of the company's retirees, it's 70 to 80 years old, so at most I have 20 to 30 years to live. It's the year." Upperclassman Okubo slurped up the matcha left in his bowl and suddenly started a serious topic. Whenever something inspires him, he start talking about things that inspire people. I'm sure he must have felt something in the bamboo grove of Hokokuji Temple. While visiting a client in Kamakura to say New Year's greetings, the two of us came to this teahouse in the bamboo grove with the idea of ``Let's go  matcha suitable for New Year's. "I've been a member of society for 34 years so far, but the rest of my life is shorter than that. Do you understand? 　When I finish working, the rest of my life will be shorter than the number of days I worked. Moreover, about 5 years of that considering that it will be a battle with an illness, I have l

A bonfire is reflected in the dark lotus swamp. The marsh is about 30m wide and 50m long and is surrounded by mountains, so it looks like a jet-black mirror. The light of the leading man's hand is placed below the knee so that it does not illuminate the surrounding area, and it illuminates so that only the end of the path along lotus swamp can be seen, and the path progresses slowly. Followed by horses with people on them, relying on the lights. The person on the horse has a cloth hanging over his head, so it is not possible to tell who he is, but looking at the weave, it is clear that the cloth is of good quality. The trail follows a tiny stream that feeds into the swamp, and eventually comes to a small gate. Opening the creaklessly maintained wooden door, the leader extinguishes the lantern and guides the rider inside. From here, there are stepping stones with lights on each one. The flat stones lined up in the moss are moistened with water, and the luster stands out in the light

  From a distant country yet unseen A floating boat When I unraveled my hometown moyai Body and mind turned into floating weeds on the ocean "Pick me up" When the pestering little sister melts into the cape A plover landed on the bow Nights of Scorching Exhaustion The faint light will soon draw closer Duckweed is carried to the creek A dock made of cobblestone A series of iraka（roofs） and temple bells make my heart tremble When I made up my mind in my hometown My hometown turned into a pattern on a map "Watch your body" My mother, who repeats only that, made her hold I left a little change on the table Even if I change to a Mahayana robe The path to the root remains the same just go there believe so Towards a distant dream that has yet to reach Crawl and drag my own body

  If it is the hydrangea that colors the rainy season, then the azalea adds color to Kamakura after the cherry blossoms. Even Saeko had no objections. She somehow managed to rent this old private house in Omachi, but it is so open that even sitting on the sunny porch makes her uncomfortable. A good percentage of passersby look at this old private house. Eventually, she would like many people to enjoy this space, but she cannot allow this restlessness with her values. After living such a frustrating life, she took action to solve this vision problem after a year. She still need a blindfold. But a metal or concrete fence is not an option. Black charred cedar boards, bamboo branches, or rather, hedges that allow they to feel the four seasons and that passers-by can enjoy are good. She also want to make it as gorgeous as possible. Kamakura is a treasure trove of hedges. She traveled around the city for a while and witnessed the claims of various houses, such as masaki, witch hazel, boxwood