A beautiful story about a woman traveling in Japan with her mother. It's told in reveries, in the wanderings of memories, in fragments that could be episodic and current or fractured and remembered. Exactly who is speaking when is not clear, in a beautiful and moving way where the book, the artwork, is saying what it's saying effectively. I also loved the way the English's structure is a little stilted, not literary but more spoken, but refined in a tight way that feels natural, and at times reflects some of the looseness Japanese has in contrast with English.
