Sky Shade

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Mei-Shun walked 5 minutes toward a hair salon in high heels this morning. She actually went out earlier, found a dense fog covering even traffic lights. Red, yellow and green looked clear while white lines on streets were blurred. Tough sunshine let it all evaporate, left plants washed out. Ms. Spider lily, great to see you again in the same place. Your Honor, cosmos ladies.

Momiji and Maple

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Here Shin kindly sent Mei-Shun photos taken in Canada: one of them is a supermarket accommodating a 楓 tree. It resembles Japanese breed planted along a street in Tsukuba. We are still in late summer, see almost no change among leaves there. On the other paw of Mikan-chan, North American temperature is already several degrees Celsius lower than ours.

Nice Numbers

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Yes, Mei-Shun saw them after enjoyed trotting with Princess Maria. It started from 17 : 15 when the field was almost covered by gentle woods shadow: cool wind helped riders to get along. And her locker today held 3 following 1 last time. Oh, clear 7th crescent appeared in light shade of Mikan-chan; orange. Since we are in lunar July, 織姫 and 彦星 might meet again.

桜 to 桃

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Mei-Shun watered Momo-chan, our garden princess this morning. Heatstroke alert has been aired from Sunday, might continue hereafter. It is too severe for Her Highness to keep green, who began putting on a yellowish coat with blackened fruits. That reminds “queen” of similar sight in summer 2024 — King Shin asked her to do the same. If it works, little leaves and flowers would greet them soon.

Depart fm Delhi

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… for Mumbai dad heads. He therefore drove me and mom toward “Arles” on Sunday with an umbrella, instead of today. Since Dr. K kindly sent her other delicacy, we enjoyed great pieces of art from 2 pâtisseries. And oh, a business partner gave him a box of Indian sweet decorated by silver leaves. They sound like my coat, don’t they? Purr … purrr …

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Black a Bit

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There is a gorgeous 合歓木 or silk tree at our Tsukuba horsey riding club. It blooms in lighter shade of Momo-chan, who puts on a bright pink kimono. Mom loves it, yet is not so much a good photographer that her shots hardly catch its exquisiteness enough. I therefore serve you kind 529 followers my image curling on her 半纏 jacket colored similar. Purr … purrr …

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Another Appointment

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Here Mei-Shun waits for her hair to dye enough. She actually reserved it on weekend, yet failed 5-minute walk in time. When she checked a planner before noon, it was found one hour earlier! She rushed to a phone, asked the beautician if postponement is available: this technique is the most important, followed by cut and shampoo. Sorry high-heeled pumps, there are too many puddles to put you on today.

Wet Well

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Rainy season 2025 starts in Kanto region. It means life of Mei-Shun shifts into summer version; less perspiration by horsey, more inspiration at home. Since Shin recently changed eating habit in preparation for annual checkup, many vegetables would appear on their table. By the way, we expect 十五夜 tonight — she might be shielded with silver clouds, invisible yet shine like Mademoiselle Angel.

Shape and Shade

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Mei-Shun’s mother gave her younger daughter photos taken in her garden. Oh, lovely cactus flowers — “they only bloom for a day”, she said. It seems to all depend; direct from green balls in pale pink, same while bright yellow, orange with long stalks. By the way, hydrangeas start growing buds here and there. Lace-cap one living at our southeastern corner is daily checked.

Exhausting Effort

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Oh, lovely Princess Maria, Mikan-chan and Mei-Shun miss you so much. Please listen, the latter took care of the garden after her husband Shin weeded it by electric cutters. She first put on glasses, yet such exercise made her take them off soon. When she prepared a cup of tea, a chest pocket showed nothing within. Her panicked thumbs finally found them at the bottom of a grass hill.