The below photo was taken from the hotel I stayed last Sunday.
“Wow, Dad look Fuji-san!” My boy shouted with joy as he opened curtain.
Yes, Fuji-san was there in front of us – shown only its “head”.
I’ve seen the head of the mountain while I lived with my parents.
Exactly speaking, because my father’s house locates on the skirts of another mountain, I couldn’t see any parts of Fuji-san and I had to go to a neighboring town to get a view of it. Yet, as we can see from even from the photo, the presence of Fuji is enormous.
My boy was still standing by the window, gazing the head of the mountain.
Maybe he felt something deep inside of heart.
