This mural is a copy of the God of the Wind by Hokusai. Hokusai lived in this area for a few years.
A god of mercy (many helping hands) at the edge of the cemetery.
This was the view from our table inside the coffee shop.
The entrance to the old brewery.
One home had an open garden that we were free to wander through.
The front gate to the old historic sake brewery.
A wood pile by the thatched roof coffee shop
I think this is a warehouse, probably for the storage of rice wine.
An old chimney that was utilized in the process of making rice wine.
Their specalty was marron cakes made from cake, ice cream, and chestnut paste. It was really good. The chocolate had chestnut paste inside too.
More rice fermenting barrels.
An almost blooming tree in front of a private home.
Details from the sake brewery warehouse. These are all recently produced bottles that are on their way to market.
There were many, many apple orchards in this area too, but it was this kiwi vine that caught my eye this time.
Bottles lined up by the door of this store house. Seishi thought they might be for vinegar which was probably also produced at the sake factory.
The name of the coffee shop was "Chimney Cafe" I had a view of the chimney from our table.
The sidewalks were made of old square pillars.
I can't help but notice these lively fire hydrants. They are different from the ones in Tokyo.
The chimney is no longer in use, but has been preserved as an historical artifact.
One of the many restaurants along the way.
Just a house with an old cart.
The garden in front of the coffee shop
A warehouse with an unpainted mud/straw wall. This kind of wall was relatively fireproof.
This path is where the daimyo used to walk on the way to their inn. They are in the process of restoring it.
A shop where you can sample and purchase freshly squeezed sake.
A small little roadside cemetery
This was a little coffee shop located in front of the sake factory. These large tubs were used in the process of making sake.
Looking up at the tree. I love these twisty branches.
I am not sure if this occurred naturally or if someone created this, but I like the contemplative face worked into the mud wall of the warehouse.
Jinya Kouji. (Daimyo Inn Alley)
Another coffee shop. We didn't go in this time.