Morning at the ford
The water retains calmness
The mountains so close
Naughty mosquitos
They never sleep, always bite
There goes the morning
After the ice melt
The ford is too deep to cross
Waiting for the ferry
The breeze is awake
Cooling the heat from the sun
At Hokuriku
No delicacies
At the ferry service shop
But stached in the car
Lovely journey!
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