Chikayo Morijiri

It's been a long time since I had such a deep 5hours sleep. My mind and brain are much clearer now. What home means to me! I can understand why people don't want to leave from their  town, even though they lost everything... I was reminded of the fisherman's smile at the sea.

I went to have lunch with my friend who is an antique toy professor. He took me to my favorite soba restaurant "Matsuya" which is open for 134 years now. I love its sesame soba and I always dreamed about swimming its pool.

It's strange, for the first time nothing tasted the same as before. I did not enjoy it at all first... Only when I ate cucumber pickles, it tasted good. My grandmother used to make her own cucumber pickles when i was child, perhaps that memory brought back the taste to me.

There's also an old café here since 1930. I appreciate when I have this tea with cherry blossom petals. We had sweets and talked about how we live with nature's power.

All this crisis in Japan is just a tiny part of nature's power. My friend told me there's a botanist who found out that in tests sunflowers bloom to remove radioactive metals from soil and water long time ago. If this is the truth, we could find a more peaceful solution for Fukushima.

This idea remind me of a poem I used to like when I was a child:

Rooted in black soil
Wed sucking gutter
Why this flower bloom so beautiful?
I live with a crowd of people who has love
Why i only think disgraceful matters.

(please excuse my translation...this was written by Tomihiro Hoshino)

When I walk through this big city, the crowds of people confuse my brain. We will never understand how a refugee feels now... I mean including me.