Season has come for pheasant guys to sing loudly. At least two compete for territory in rice paddy spread under the hill which accommodates the nearest shrine. Mei-Shun listens to their song walking along a lane, sometimes finds them flap in sunlight. However, they are so clever that photo taking is difficult. She therefore chooses cherry trees who kindly give enough chance.
Can you kind followers see him?
One of cherry trees planted in the garden of the nearest shrine has a long arm, almost touching the ground. Such shape is often seen at river banks, let people on boats enjoy direct communication with those pale-pink petals. Thanks to cool weather of this weekend, they are still in 70% bloom at maximum around here. It would be the best for young children to make debut at school soon.
Shin and Mei-Shun visited one of their favorite soba restaurant for lunch. Yes, he is going for a business trip on weekend, made today off to stay with her. After a nice meal, they drove to a site where beautiful cherry trees are accommodated; violet pink, weeping one in similar shade, pale pink 染井吉野, etc. The last is almost full bloom in Tokyo, yet still in buds around here.
Fried soba is among normal tempra.
Oh, Mikan-chan, please stay asleep on the sofa when mom plays “Lieder Ohne Worte” Op.53.No.2, composed by Master Mendelssohn. It is one of her favorite pieces, sounds nice and serves good for finger stretching. Or if she practice more to gain a flowing tune, would you listen quietly like Momo-chan, Princess Peach in our garden does? She bloomed from 10% to 60% in a few days.
Thank you so much, Professor S. Mei-Shun received a lovely orchid from that intelligent, yet soft-touch lady on Saturday. It was almost the same day when she kindly came to see the ex-inpatient at hospital 4 years before with a bouquet of colorful sweet peas. And it was also the brilliant timing when Ms. Yellow Card woke up from one-year nap to bloom again.
Plum blossom was almost over and 白木蓮=haku-mokuren, magnolia would follow. Horsetails also does on the way to the nearest shrine, where Mei-Shun lately drew an omikuji lot saying she has the least luck. Since someone might deceive her into trouble, she must be wary to recognize good or bad ones. Well, a difficult mission — there is nobody pernicious closely around her.
Please kindly take Mei-Shun’s appreciation for your graceful exhibition so far. Almost 2 months have passed since the eldest Princess Cymby bloomed. Now she looks a bit tired, others would follow soon. Timing has come to remove them from pot throne to a vase. Now your friend in the garden is ready to receive your baton, dance in a pink kimono, with several hasty buds on the edge of her sleeves.