The Lights of Oami

Tonight, I miss Japan.  Maybe it's because I planted Hydrangeas あじさい and several other flowers, for which I learned the Japanese name before learning the English counterpart, outside.  Maybe it's the balmy weather.

I miss the breeze of the room in this video.
I miss the cool tatami and the (mostly) empty room.
I miss the walk past ばあちゃん's restaurant, as she would applaud our evening walks with praise and a kind hello.
So many walks, most of them to Showa no Mori.
So many hydrangeas and plum blossoms and cherry blossoms.
And the view to the ocean, just eight or so miles away.
Beyond the lights of Oami.