Frankincense and the dark fire of sacred Hinoki wood under the summer rains of Shôno. The noble fragrance of flame-charred temples, lacquered black with smoke, of cypress chests in which silks, swords and calligraphy scrolls slumber. In the green steam of cedar and camphorwood baths, near Tokaido’s Torii, images of the floating world anchor the rumble of the torrent and the flight of the autumn leaf.