An elderly couple lives in a small house nestled between two small mountains somewhere in South Korea. There is very little civilization surrounding them. A gentle river wraps itself along the sides of the property and sometimes a mist hovers between. This couple has been married for seventy-six years. Jo, the husband, is ninety-eight years old while Kang is eighty-nine years of age. Most peculiarly, I wonder how much water has passed by that house since they have been together, how many flowers bloomed and died, how many tiny insects crawled on leaves only to wither away soon enough.