Climbing a mountain by bicycle in the early morning of summer. When I was a child, my grandmother often brought me to Shojoike, but the numerous calls of the Higurashi are sometimes accompanied by the chilling sounds of giant frogs. The atmosphere that could only be experienced here for a long time still remains intact.
Only now did I know the origin of the pond.
In the Edo period, farmers suffering from drought at the foot of the mountain asked to build a large reservoir in the mountains, but permission was not easily obtained, and many years passed. After the farmers continued to plead without giving up while suffering from the sunshine, permission was finally granted and a large reservoir was completed. The farmers expressed their gratitude to the daikan and performed Noh "Son" by this pond. In commemoration of this, the pond was named Sonari Pond.
Torches burning in the twilight... The sound of flutes and drums seems to resonate.