To you, Shin. It is the greatest pleasure of Mei-Shun to see you in good health today, yet fretful cough never left during your business trip to Beijing. And a dinner meeting might prevent you from going home earlier tonight? Well then, she would totally agree to your proposal to postpone the party till Saturday. And good boy-and-girl followers, please do not do the same as he use a medicine his wife prescribed before.
Mei-Shun really loves it. Heading for 邦楽発表会 held yesterday, she went to Tsuchiura City Hall Saturday to see rehearsal performances by dancers from 藤間流=fujima-ryu, 若柳流=wakayagi-ryu and 坂東流=bando-ryu parties. The last one has Master Miho-sho on the top, an elegant and gentle lady who hosted her own stage in April. Oh, everyone has been involved in hard practice so far.
Ms. Piano, you look so happy to see Mr. O this afternoon. He is your home doctor who visits Mei-Shun and you once an year. Scores, cloth elephants and bears have to be moved toward window-side bench. Bottles of vegetable juice are prepared in a paper bag to hand him as a small gift. Dust is all wiped away, ready to be tuned. Now, your time has come to sing lively.
Mom-in-law finally left the hospital. During her stay for 2 weeks, Mei-Shun visited there every day bringing a newspaper and a few report on house matters. What has come into the latter’s mind was that every family member has an important role at home. Here she happily bought a horsey halter in coffee color with a leader by gratuity from the generous ex-inpatient.
I, mom says. Meow, is it so? It is because of its attitude, moves like ridiculing me. And whose speed is suitable to follow, easy to catch. However, I cannot see any in my territory these days. Maybe they all ran away, recognized my wisdom and dexterity. Of course, I’m a big girl who had 15th birthday yesterday. The same as mom’s mom? It doesn’t matter. You are my mom, I am your girl. Purr … purrr …
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敬老の日, Respect-for-Elderly Day is set on the 3rd Monday of September. Mei-Shun bought a bouquet for mom-in-law with one of her favorite autumn flower 吾亦紅. We can see them at sunny mountainside or highland including 草津 where her mom stays once a month. She always tells her younger daughter that they are easy to grow in the garden, yet has never heard her success.
Mei-Shun found a tiny God whose baby clothes seen above an offering box of the nearest shrine. So he/she might come to celebrate Mei-Shun’s mother whose 77th birthday is today. On the other hand, her younger daughter is encouraged to do more: her omikuji lot showed 末吉=sue-kichi, the least lucky. That white lily has grown into double size, carrying a lot of buds. They seemed to say “don’t worry”.
… to you, Shin. Your mother often tells Mei-Shun about the night you were born. “It was raining,” she says. “Every expecting mother at the hospital felt like delivering a baby one after another.” Mystery of life, it really sounds. And it is also said to be the best day to start practice of kabuki or noh, including Japanese dance of course. It might be why his wife is attracted by this form of art.
Partly thanks to many summer days (over 25 degrees Celsius) and a few mid-summer days (over 30 degrees) in recent 4 weeks, Mei-Shun has reached the goal weight. So happy to see the scale, a bit worried about the celerity — it seems a bit too short a time to lose nearly 3 bags of sugar. She must be very careful to remain in her current condition for at least one month before going further.
みほし会 headed by Master Bando performed yesterday at 浅草公会堂, Tokyo. Everyone made Mei-Shun happy for seeing him/her successful on the stage. And yes, she felt a little envy as well — she could have joined them if only her master was in good health. According to an omikuji lot she drew this morning, it is better not to stick to the past. Her mindset must be changed to turn sorrow to pleasure.
meishunkikunoe 