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A thin band of fog lay flat across the river, and the kites traced circles overhead in slow, wide loops […]

I set off this morning down the gravel path from my cabin to the lake. The day before, I’d put

Oblong and bruised and perfect; the vendor says the rain made them sweeter. I thumb the powdery bloom and it

I split my time between Tokyo and northern Nagano, where my cabin sits at the edge of a national park.