Hi Miffy, great to see you sleep in Ms. Cuby, a refrigerator of Mei-Shun. She ordered you to cook 糠漬け=nuka-tsuke, pickles made in fermented rice bran. Almost 20 years have passed since her older 糠床=nuka-toko, bed for ingredient vegetables, went into poor condition to be given up. Now is the time to resume it for Shin, whose check up is set 3 month later.
Above is wisteria in the garden of Mei-Shun’s mother. Since wild breed accommodated in “backyard” has gone with a host tree, the former feels happy to see planted one. It reminds her of Queen Dreamer, passed away several years before when most tall trees around the club had those violet crowns on the tops. Which do you prefer these days, fly or gallop in the sky?
Meow, I’m back on mom’s phone. This is my favorite scratcher in blue, light green and me. You kind followers do not understand the last one? It is orange of course. Small bags of silvervine powder is enclosed in packages, yet she always throws them away. Well, a good girl like me never needs such items for beginners. Instead, a teaspoon of whipped cream for me, a tablespoon for her after breakfast, purr.
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Mei-Shun still has a frog in her throat. She therefore went out this windy afternoon for the best medicine: a dance in a wood with Princess Maria. Yes, here she sometimes canters a little. Feeling happy, Your Highness? She heard that annual check up for you is tomorrow. Please just relax, everything would go all right. A tiny friend among her chocolate says the same.
I and mom are really happy to say thanks a million to you kind 490 followers, purr. If you could invite 10 other friends, the very number anticipated when we started this site would be seen. It was June 6th, birthday of dad in 2014 — celebrated with her handmade chiffon cake as usual. Kabuki dance was called Japanese one, several more tyres stayed around her waist.
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A full moon would be expected tonight, while the sky seems a bit sad. Mei-Shun read that it is called a pink moon as well, named after many blossoms in solar April. Lively voice of children returned, informing their new semester. Niece M, entrance ceremony of your university is held around noon? This happy aunt stayed at home all day, vacuumed rooms and cooked.
We have 清明=sei-mei, the 5th of spring 二十四節気 today. Mei-Shun still coughs, yet managed to go out on Mr. Diamante toward her horsey riding club. Cherry trees covered with petals only are almost over, replaced by wilder breed. She prefers it to more artificial ones, enjoying young leaves and flowers at the same time. This place also accommodates white blossom to light pink.
Mei-Shun has a cold, perhaps caught from Shin. His symptoms including a sore throat, a high fever and a blocked nose followed by a cough seem to have come harder to her. She left a letter beside the bathtub of mom-in-law last night, to stop seeing her for a while. The latter, who often takes an opposite standpoint, then kindly cooked much today for her daughter-in-law.
Elder sister of Princess Cymby seems a bit tired these days. Since she first bloomed on Mei-Shun’s birthday, as long as 80 days have passed. An instruction book says if flowers get browner, they are no longer worth appreciating. Such a comment sounds cruel, while bulbs must be kept healthy. She therefore cut Her Highness from the bottom, served a wine bottle as the 2nd throne.
So this is the last day of current, flowery month on solar calendar. It was early spring deluged by hospitals and clinics for mom. Two of the former served as places of health check, including one of the latter for dental care. However, all free from any burden both in body and mind today, she walked to a nearby hair salon to enjoy a cup of tea in a tiny cherry tree. Purr … purrr …
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