These flowers were planted here in several years since we had moved this place. I don't remember who has done it. At least, I haven't been involved in it myself. My father or someone he asked to might have done this job.
Then, my father was as old as myself at present. I could finally imagine what he thought at that time.
He has also planted this kind of azalea at the parking lot of my clinic. It always looked as if a carpet of gorgeous bright red in this season every year.
I only bow him with hearty thanks.
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