I will never forget my surprise the first time I turned off the bustling shopping street lined with drab shopfronts which runs east from Tonda station, and strode towards the Showa-era house my wife and I were considering buying. Suddenly in the space of a few minutes, I had emerged from urban wastelands into a tranquil oasis.
Coated in vivid pink lotuses, a huge pond sprawled in front of me. In its centre stood a lush willow tree, its leaves undulating gently in the breeze. To the right of that, two fountains gushed water tirelessly, filling the air with their soothing sound. In moments I found myself at the front gate of the house, still gazing in awe at the ducks, egrets, and other birds that called this place home. A feeling that I might soon be doing the same started to fill me.
Your house looks Japanese style!!!
ReplyDeleteI want to go to your house someday!!!!!