You seem like, Princess Cymby. Taking nearly a whole month, younger bud finally started to bloom. It is really amazing to see her loosen fists one after another in greenish shade. By the way, following image is ready for 蝋梅 or wintersweet flowers, isn’t it? Coming from mom’s garden, it was expected by Mei-Shun to show fragrant dresses around new year.
Mei-Shun went to see Dr. A for half-an-year check today. The latter lady protected herself more: added to a face mask, a transparent shield covered from forehead to mouth. It seems harder for her to survive COVID-19 environment than this ex-inpatient. Now is the time to go home — something from above? Unbelievable raindrops! She hung futon mats outdoors, believed morning weather forecasts.
First flower coming soon
Oh, that was why. Mei-Shun recommended Shin to put on a sweater on shirt this freezing morning. He replied, “I would have done, if I could”. They are in such a position: weight is a top secret even between husband and wife. The former seems to gain several sugar bags during recent two years, while the latter lost the same. It is therefore an important job for her to help him.
Please wait for a while, Mr. Sweet.
It is, the first of this year. I had my hind left paw bleed lately, mom shocked and half-cry when she greeted me in early morning. It was just caused by a claw who failed to peel well, no pain left. I do not mind, so don’t you please. By the way, great to hear Ms. Piano sing again after one- night pause. That busy player squeezed a time to cut nails, stopped ticking on keys. Purr …
Can U find a white moon?
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Do you seem, Mr. Pot. Mei-Shun loves steamed dishes, so does Shin. The wife therefore changed a normal pot into a steamer using a plate full of tiny holes. However, according to the husband, it began to smell corroded metal. With millions of thanks, they said good-bye to it while hello to the one follows below on Mr. Blue. Egg custard in cups, Chinese-style bun and various vegetables are ready to be cooked.
Oh? What happened with a bang, one of speakers? Did you mean to inform Mei-Shun that we have 大寒=dai-kan, the 6th and last of winter 二十四節気 today? Or to let that pupa come out of your covering? She knew it fell into there months before, yet left it alone. Sorry and hi, nice to see you clearly again. One week has passed since she gained one more year old on the 1st of lunar December.
Princess Cymby has recently found Mei-Shun recognized a little boy trying to reach elder sisters. Since younger one took as long as almost a month to bloom soon, it allowed her to draw a sigh of relief. Good for Your Highness, they could wait you to grow enough. Wondering why she stays home today? It is too windy to drive toward home of Master Bando.
Here is カプすけ=kapu-suke, lovely birdy on a puffed strawberry chocolate. It is for the first time when Mei-Shun picked him up from a sweets wagon at a drug store — it has always been Shin who won him so far. Now she kisses you, darling, keep a good boy not to stay around her waist. He is also in weight control these days, let her enjoy you only in the morning, peacefully alone.
… or ねこあつめ, Mei-Shun’s favorite game on cell, taught her this morning that we have 小正月=ko-shogatsu today. Ancient people in our country used to have 小豆粥=azuki-kayu, red-bean-added rice porridge in breakfast, while she served Shin red-bean rice handmade by mom-in-law, not recognizing such a custom. It might be an invitation from the nearest shrine.
Which of Shin and Mei-Shun won it? They had a “galette des rois”, birthday cake for the wife last night, yet found no fève. She always has a privilege to choose a place to cut first, tried again. Seen just next to cut side, praise advent of a tiny pot of flower. Ms. Piano, thanks a lot for keeping the box. The wife could not open your lid for serial two nights, promises to play you tonight after dancing with horseies.
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