Hamo to Kamo

No mountains to fall off here in Nagano prefecture.  Just black bears in the forest.  We scare them off with little bells.  Do the bells work?  No bears.
A lunch of cold soba and hot duck (kamo) broth for dipping, a long walk, hot baths in dark rooms, and I get to wear a yukata 24/7.
I’m here as (mostly) a guest of Hoshinoya resort; this gorgeous place is stretched out by a river with a big library and lovely houses.
Last night: Corn “tofu,” kamo, all sorts of beautiful mountain vegetables, grilled beef, and sake.
Today it’s a visit to the onsen, walks, noodles, and more reading about Fukushima.
Shifting contexts, shifting meanings, Meiji to Shinto, and back again.

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