Ms. I finally told Mei-Shun that she has become ready to take certificate exam for Grade 4 of horsey-back riding. Wow, it’s cost her just 2 months compared to last whole year in normal lessons. She is happy to know how effective it is; private lessons require extra expenditure of course, yet let you recognize critical points to learn while normal ones to enjoy combination with other students.
Meow, mom said this is my summer bed, which has no roof. Sniff, sniff, hum. I prefer igloo-shape ones or, your legs are much better to sleep on. Dad therefore uses it as a footrest when he relaxes on the sofa, while mom as a holder for her balance ball. However, she would like to keep it mine for a while, removes the green gear before working out on the floor.
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Thanks a million, Shin. He brought Mei-Shun a lovely bouquet made of sunflower, rose and mint. “Since you heard frail,” he told his wife the reason. Such a little surprise always makes her the happiest. And ball-point-pens featuring summer flowers are also his gift. Others include dahlia and gerbera, with the latter no choice of color on the net. However, he gave her one in ivory she preferred the most.
When Mei-Shun goes out by Ms. Scarlet, she makes it a rule of summer to water her in order to make the air conditioner work well. With nothing comes out of hose mouth, she checked it up to see Shin’s car take a rest on it. Lucky enough to have your key, please stand up and let her go ahead. Listen, a tiny gecko ran out from a parcel to load on you just a minute before.
Hello, darling, great to see you again. You visited Mei-Shun and her “student” who were dancing in yukata last Wednesday at a nearby community center, didn’t you? Well, we saw together 大暑=taisho, the 6th and last of summer 二十四節気 today. It normally represents earlier, yet bingo for current scorching weather — Tokyo recorded 40 degrees Celsius for the first time.
Oh, you are the one grown on Mei-Shun’s balcony, aren’t you? Whitish violet stays on every short stalk, shining at the bottom of cherry trees. Great to see you at 乙戸沼 Park again. Of course you have a real name, yet please let her call you after far-away asteres aplanis. Their light reach our mother earth traveling billions of years, just like you did to give a new life onto a withered flower plate.
Meow, dad’s friend gave me this mini-cushion to relax on. Sniff, sniff, hum. Not so bad, yet he has a zipper on the back. If I curl on him as mom expects, something might be closed within. So he is yours, dad, why don’t you replace him with the towel turtle whom you hold on the sofa instead of me in summer? Mom saw the latter’s soul in 乙戸沼 the other day, finding him not a tortoise.
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Hi, are you alone? Where is your wife and children? Oh, if you are female, please kindly take Mei-Shun’s deep apology. She was shocked after seeing you when one of cherry trees in the nearest garden of Gods found torn in trunk, fallen on the ground. Such sight hurts her mind, while moss on the surface looks so fresh that it let her understand a puddle behind is not made of teardrops.
Meow, it is my turn to chat on mom’s site. It stopped raining, allowed her to go out for communication with those nice-scent animals. I really love it on her legs, purr. We have 夏至 today to enjoy the longest daytime in an year. I’m not sure if we can see it because a seasonal rain front, who seems like the whimsical lady I know well, still stays active on the Pacific Ocean.
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Meow, here comes sister Mei-Shun, daughter-in-law of my friend mom and a generous treat giver. When she strolls around my place in the morning, I report to her what kind of flowers are in the best blossom. On the top of the list right now is this lace-cap hydrangea, her present to mom on Mother’s Day a few years ago. And a lady’s tresses follows, which she found in buds and rejoiced.
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