When I was driving back home from seeing carp streamers, cherry trees and daffodils in Sabae City, I spotted something yellow in the vast green fields that spread toward the mountains. It was cloudy and the fresh yellow color in a gray scenery looked very striking. Intrigued, I drove toward the yellow color. What I found were endless patches of field mustard flowers. I was all alone in the vast yellow fields and of course I imagined myself as Alice in Wonderland! I wanted to roll over and around in the yellow paradise like a child but the adult inside me quite mercilessly stopped me. Later I learned that these flowers would be used to fertilize the fields to grow rice. If you ask me, I'd prefer heavenly flowers to rice!
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I was born in and grew up in Tokushima prefecture, and have lived in many places since then: Nishinomiya, Kyoto, Nara, Mie, Tokyo, Kanagawa, Saitama, Chiba, Fukuoka and Fukui. I am currently living in Yokohama City. All the places I lived, all the places I visited, I have loved dearly. The historical places where people lived, loved, suffered, and fought - places where I can still hear their heartbeats - mesmerize me. I'd like to retrace the footsteps of the people who lived in Japan a long long time ago, and introduce to you what they left behind on this soil.