The Saho River, which is depicted in the oldest existing Japanese anthology of poetry, runs just beside the backyard of my house.
So nice to hear its sound.
My bedroom faces to the riverside, and so I think my son possibly has a memory of listening to the sound before his birth inside me.
By the way, while there are so many flowers in bloom other than cherry blossoms this season, we went out for "Hanami," cherry blossom viewing party by the Saho River.
Everyone got drunk and buzzy, great laughs...really enjoyed it.
And we found the full moon in the sky!