Both Shin and Mei-Shun deserved drops from the ceiling. It was caused by flood on the roof floor. Drain was clogged by dust which came from vegetable pots the former set there years before, while the latter never cleaned up. Since they were made of paper, broken little by little with rainwater and snow, spreading filled soil. It crawled into corners to work as plugs, yet removed by a kind repairer.
Yes, she made it. It was shocking 4 years before when these 障子, sliding door made of wooden frame and paper were refreshed by Mei-Shun. Hoping to come back from the hospital in better health, she removed old paper to be replaced with new one. Since fruitful paper for smaller shoji was left a little, she tried an experiment to use 2 different patterns.
Mei-Shun lost almost all of left detergent for a fluffy belt which Princess Maria, Mr. Silver Pure and other white horseies use. Since it is made of lambskin, special care is imperative to keep clean. She thought attached detergent is also from Poland, not easily available, so tried to save it as long as possible — yet let the bottle lie on its brochure. She wishes it would arrive safely soon from the U.S.A.
He is ready at Satsuki Suite of a hotel in Osaka regular for Shin and Mei-Shun. If they order some items except for foods, he would put them into following space between a door and a closet. A little yellow light would be on among room phone buttons to inform guests that he served. However, he always appeared in person ringing the doorbell. What on earth do they mean??
Text application here says that it is ginkgo, not gingko. On the other hand, Mei-Shun’s old English-Japanese dictionary shows that either is correct. Well, as for the youngest mademoiselle, it is not right or left but seems to be up or down. What is going on you, honey? If you have no problem, it does not matter at all. However, it seriously does when a bottle of clothes-softener is replenished toward the top.
Well, well, we had 清明=seimei, the 5th of spring 二十四節気 last Friday when lunar March began at the same time. Mei-Shun meant to fix this shoji sliding door within the same month on solar calendar, yet canceled such plan due to freezing weather often returned. She therefore decided to do the job during Golden Week, 10 serial holidays this year from abdication of our current emperor.
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.