We had 春一番=haru ichiban, the first southern wind blows between 立春 and 春分 on Saturday. Yes, Mei-Shun knew that. It gave warmer touch on her cheeks than at 乙戸沼, let her hang futon mats outdoors and dried horsey-riding field. She therefore changed stormy today’s schedule into yesterday, enjoyed communication with Mr. Tea Time and Princess Maria.
Wow, here is a wide paddy with no rice but horsey. Tearful weather started at the beginning of this month made such a condition. Mei-Shun always feels happy to visit the club, yet not so much when she sees muddy surface of her boots. Neither does Ms. Last One perhaps with her brown coat full of gray dots. Honey, let’s take it as blown from plum blossom over there.
Pink petals joined.
Mei-Shun’s route to the nearest shrine shows clearly which season walks with her. Current one sees veronica persica and plums; blue, white and pink bloom more and more day by day. Yet oops, she drew 凶=kyo, unlucky omikuji lot. Dear flowers, 狛犬 couple and moon-window lanterns, please give your merciful sympathy to this a bit plump dieter.
Following below is 梅=ume, plum blossom along a lane toward parking space of our horsey riding club. It is so cute, yet rare to see such a short tree: we have to bend our back to feel sweet scent. Another is brown sugar candy with pieces of dried salty plum topped, sold at a restaurant. Soooo tasty, with packing technology which might a bit surprise many Japanese consumers including Mei-Shun.
You finally bloomed in full. With you 13 sisters, the only scape of this winter looks so heavy. However, Mei-Shun knows that for such one full of flowers, pot is the best place to keep fresh. Please, therefore, give us your patience a bit more. Since last night saw the second snow which covered all outdoors, you can enjoy sight of curious cat and watered friends for a while.
Not means you, lovely horsey girl, but the 13th of Princess Cymby. Mei-Shun likes this number because of her birthday perhaps. And it seems every 13 years make something important in her life. She wishes it to be better and better, yet knows well that it is she who makes it with kind help from good family and friends. So please do not hurry, Your Highness, just go ahead as you like.
You really are, Princess Cymby. It was just 5 days before when you bloomed the first flower. Now Mei-Shun sees other 10 flowers in full — an amazing sight. First, second, third twins, fifth, sixth, seventh twins, ninth and tenth twins. It took so speedy that loosened buds followed elder sisters one after another in a day. All of them therefore resemble each other, thanks to such celerity.
Just several days made Shin’s gift to Mei-Shun bloom into full. It has become clear to the latter why they keep leaves-only space among roses. With size of each flower doubled, green provides a kind of relief for watchers. “It does not matter to me,” sounds Princess Cymby who finally opened one of buds. Her beauty comes not only from complete balance of color but also the long time she has taken so far.
Thank you so much, Shin, for your never-to-change mind toward Mei-Shun. Hi, Mikan-chan, you like these roses as well? Shade between salmon pink and orange, flower bowl in your coat color while showing their coming wedding anniversary, the husband completely made it. And oh, the wife won the “fève” in her annual pie. Let her put on a golden crown to be today’s queen.
Shin and Mei-Shun share their 24th wedding anniversary today. Looking forward to adding silver on the top of it next year maybe, the husband gave a cool necklace to the wife as his first gift. And this “rouge pink” bouquet followed around tea time. Oh, she always does not know how to express her gratitude, love and bewildering toward such … generosity? Could you please tell mom the best word, Mikan-chan?
meishunkikunoe 