Lake Yamanakako

Three months have passed since my fracture. I still find it a bit hard to walk. The broken left ankle aches.

One of my friends, Ms. M , took me for a drive to Lake Yamanakako yesterday, because I asked her to take me wherever I could see Mt. Fuji.

Whenever I feel very happy or very depressed, I have an urge to see Mt. Fuji. We drove over the expressway. After that we drove in the country. It was a long drive to Lake Yamanakako.

We stood on the shore looking over Lake Yamanakako. Mt. Fuji rose before our eyes. Mt. Fuji rose against the blue sky. But the middle part of Mt. Fuji was hidden by clouds. Mt. Fuji mourned over the death of people who were killed in that JR derailment accident, I felt.

We saw few people there. It was windy. The waves washed against the shore. Lake Yamanakako was not calm. A boat was slipping through the waves.

Sitting on a rock on the shore, we had lunch. We spent a quiet, happy, a bit lonely afternoon, watching heavenly, beautiful, snowy Mt. Fuji.

Thank you so much, Ms. M, for taking me for a long drive. I shall never forget your kindness.