Friday, May 9, 2014

natasha's diary

To Kamakura to stroll  and sit and lean against trees and drink tea and read Basho in French (not bad, though a bit too lyrical for me). Nice quiet stay at a little inn next to a gurgling stream and simple meals elegantly served. When I get older and less caught up in the rhythms of Tokyo, I could live in Kamakura. Seth could not.

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