Once upon a time....in a land not too far from here was a place where two mountain ridges connected to form the letter V. Directly below the point of the two ridges lies a patch of wild sunflowers, and if you look close enough with a pure heart and love, you just might be able to glimpse the life of a himawari baby. For they live amongst the special patch of sunflowers that grow wild deep within the valley & only special people can see them. They interact like you and I, and they each have their own personalities. Himawari babies are pure & kind...it's the waruguchi "the naughty mouths," that need to be taught a lesson...........to be continued.....
"Himawari" Japanese translation = Sunflower