Last night, I came to a hot spring area further to the south. The place I stayed was, as I have written earlier, a small B&B with private hot spring. The owner, a couple in their 60s, welcomed me at the station, prepared my dinner, then kept company with me while I eat.
After dinner, I went out for a walk. It was a quiet, cold night, with fat moon in the sky. The sky was bright, and I could not see any star. I walked out of the property, to the main road outside, and just stood there for 10 minutes, felt so happy.
No sound, absolutely nothing, except for the hot spring water running somewhere. No, except for the strange noise that sounds suspiciously similar to a pack of wolves... I wanted to walk further, but I could not move. Who would come looking for me, if one of them attack and kill me?
Next morning, I found out that it was the swans.
The squirrel first check each one of the walnuts on the porch, do the second round, before picking one up back to the branch. So cute.