I went to see carp banners (koinobori) today. The carp banners paint a lovely painting against the backdrop of the sky, and the mixture of colors lovingly mimics the kakigoori I ate, as well. But it’s the rustling sounds the carps make as they fly together that I like the most.
Rustling noises tend to belong to the category of All Things Nice, do they not? The sound of a small woodland animal rummaging through the forest, the swish-swish noises of a ruffly skirt…











