The Sound Of Rain

The Sound of RainAlthough I have always been following the sun to the West, I have at last come to love the rain as well, especially in the dry California hills, where the burnished grass so easily takes fire. Better yet, though, are the spring and autumn rains of Japan. Despite the fascination I have had for the Far East since reading about Dr. Fu Manchu at the age of 11 and Lafcadio Hearn's Gleanings in Buddha-Fields at the age of 14, I didn't reach Japan until I was 46. From all I had heard a...