Jizo-sama of Tsukuda
Walking along the Tsukuda-ohashi Bridge.
I found something shining in the scenery of Tsukuda Island.
One taller than the roofs of the houses.
It was a ginkgo tree dyed in gold.
Where is that tree?
When I went down the bridge, I walked toward the ginkgo tree.
There is a park right in front of you, and the trees here are also dyed in autumn colors.
Wow, Wow, Wow,
I heard a voice.
Is it a bird?
Stepping on the fallen leaves of the park, looking for it, and walking
Oh, after all.
There was a moat, and many water birds came in the shallows.
Indian spot-billed duck, a giant van, a white heron.
I'm walking around to Hakusekirei.
There are a lot of birds here.
Oh, yes.
I was looking for that big ginkgo tree.
He looked up at the sky in a hurry, and said, "I'm here."
The ginkgo tree was showing his head.
When I came to the red Kobashi, I felt the appearance closer.
It's "Tsukuda Kobashi".
Tsukuda Island was Ryoshimachi.
In the center of the island, a moat for entering the ship is drawn from the Sumida River.
There is a white wooden tag with the seasons.
In this moat, the pillars of a large banner are buried, and they are dug up at the annual festival once every three years.
It is said that it is a lesson from the Edo period, so there is something you can feel.
The private house was snuggling up.
And there was a narrow alley with a narrow shoulder width.
When I stepped in gently, the cool air stroking my cheeks.
But strangely it's not cold.
The clean smell of fresh water and the smell of incense stick drifts.
At his feet, golden fallen leaves were lined up like a signpost.
Follow the fallen leaves...
Looking up, I saw a thin ginkgo tree through the gap between the roof and the roof.
Oh, that tree.
In the middle of the alley, guardian of children and travelers was.
"Tendai Tsukuda guardian of children and travelers."
The ginkgo tree was sacred tree.
A large trunk that is enough to spread both hands.
Such a large tree stood in a small space surrounded by houses.
The skin of the trunk is rugged, somewhere warm ...
If you look at it, the breath of the many years that this tree has lived will be transmitted.
Jizo-sama is a rare one with a shadow carved on a natural stone.
And the flowers were offered.
And the red Japanese lantern with the name of the store, which surrounds the wall.
Every day, it has been taken care of by local people and carefully protected.
I hear the sound of the dishes from somewhere.
You can hear the sound of life from a private house that fits in your back.
Somehow, it's comfortable.
Hold your hands gently and leave Jizo-son behind.
The wind blew, and the ginkgo tree rained golden.
The feet of the narrow alleys are dyed just as shining in a flash.
When I passed through the alley, the bird's voice came back to my ears.
Somehow, I was caught by the illusion that time had stopped for a while.
On this island, the smell of the old and good Edo period remains ...
When I started walking, the golden leaves followed the road forever.
Correspondent Minato kid, Chuo-ku Tourism Association
No. 72 December 17, 2019