I have visited my parents' house two weekends in a row.
My mum offered to pick me up at the station but I preferred to take a long walk through my old neighborhood, a rice field with lots of memories.
When I was an elementary school student, I used to enjoy picking flowers there.
When I was a junior high school student, I used to sit on the riverbank with my friend and talk until it got dark.
When I was a high school student, I rode through there to school on my bicycle every day and enjoyed looking at the scenery that changes with the seasons.
It's only a 15-minute train ride from where I live now, Tokyo.
Still it has this open sky.
I probably should come back here again in spring,