Soka...this is the village he reaches at the end of his first day of walking...he comments on the possibility of his not returning and of the white hairs he will have by the end of the journey...he's carrying a heavier load than he'd like (something that often happens at the beginning of a trip, I think) but remarks that his friends have given him gifts he can't just toss...I've pictured it as a rainy day...but this is just the beginning of this piece.
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This fabric is perfect for the background of this piece based on the story of this part of his journey. It's your journey too, which is what is so special about this ieda.
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