Diaries of Court Ladies
already advanced, the wind from the river blew hard and it became intolerable. After crossing the river we went towards the bridge at Hamana.
When we had gone down towards the East [four years before when her father had been appointed Governor] there had been a log bridge, but this time we could not find even a trace of it, so we had to cross in a boat. The bridge had been laid across an inland bay. The waves of the outer sea were very high, and we could see them through the thick pine-trees which grew scattered over the sandy point which stretched between us and the sea. They seemed to strike across the ends of the pine branches and shone like jewels. It was an interesting sight.
We went forward and crossed over Inohana—an unspeakably weary ascent it was—and then came to Takashi shore of the Province of Mikawa. We passed a place called "Eight-Bridges," but it was only a name, no bridge and no pretty sight.
In the mountain of Futamura we made our camp under a big persimmon tree. The fruit fell down during the night over our camps and people picked it up.
We passed Mount Miyaji, where we saw red leaves still, although it was the first day of the Tenth month.
Furious mountain winds in their passing
must spare this spot
For red maple leaves are clinging
even yet to the branch.
There was a fort of "If-I-can" between Mikawa and Owarl. It is amusing to think how difficult the
