Meow, mom seems to refrain from going outdoors today. More precisely, she only drove dad to the nearest station before dropping in the shrine she normally walks to. Welcome back, how was your omikuji lot? Both of two you drew are 吉=lucky, that’s great. White lilies have grown up toward your thighs, sounds nice. What, Tora-chan was on your mom-in-law’s bed? I cannot say purr for it.
It is my privilege.
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Mei-Shun visited mother’s home to meet her for the first time after 3-month request to stay within (rather than prohibition to go out of) Ibaraki prefecture. Her elder sister joined as well, enjoyed family lunch. No virus infection is sincerely hoped to throw a wet blanket on them. Oh, what a clear, rare and beautiful moon! It looks like a scoop of snow-white ice cream to be topped on a cone.
MS’s sister is good at sewing.
Mei-Shun restarts kabuki dance lessons for Professor M from tonight. Southern wind blows violently, rain falls and stops suddenly over and over. Such a weather is not kind enough to those who put on kimono, yet it does not matter to her. She would change into a yukata at the community center, staying serene like lady’s tresses saved from Shin’s lawn mower.
meishunkikunoe 