Black pines and willow trees hang over the pond. There are parts of the garden where even at this time of year flowers are blooming. Birds (including some blue backed, long blue tailed ones with black heads, and many sorts of duck) and fish are everywhere, and one of the famous rocks has a haiku carved into it:
Furu-ike ya, kawazu tobikomu mizu no otomeaning: The sound of a frog, jumping into an old pond.
I'll let my photos speak for themselves. I wandered round the garden for over an hour in a blissful trance. It was warm enough to sit on the benches and gaze. This must be the loveliest garden I have ever visited.
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