Following apples are 秋映=aki-bae, meaning reflection of autumnal beauty. Mei-Shun loves this breed which became available at supermarkets from several years before. Crispy, a bit sour but sweet as she prefers, while shin does soft, too much matured ones. Such dark red might reminds you of many trees in current season — found even in a little park 5-minute walk from home.
Meow, I heard that tomorrow is the day of “trick or treat?”. Mom is not so much interested in it, while loves to give treats to young friends. They say a full moon will celebrate it as well, yet pretty quietly this year. She took several photos of it recently, including one on 20th from a train. I think her technique is poor, only when compared to my images of course, purr.
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Mei-Shun still carries a tyre of sugar in one bag around her waist. During last time she felt worse, health went ahead of good eating and exercise. When charming foods (including various sweets) jump into eyes, she immediately brought them home. However, since she returned to normal, such an indulgence must be terminated. Precedent methods will start from now on.
Souvenir sweets, a windfall
Mei-Shun has told you kind followers that alcohol impedes her weight control. It might be because such drinks facilitate her appetite, let her ignore calories to reach sweets even after a meal. She therefore makes it a rule to take it less than once a month, on condition that a tyre around her waist is smaller than one bag of sugar. Now Shin brought home this delicacy from Nagano, best friend and foe of Professor S!
Rainfall and a sore throat had prevented Mei-Shun from exercises; daily stretching, walking and horsey riding until recently, for longer than three weeks. The first one is available indoors followed by kabuki dance practice, yet jumping must be avoided upstairs. Today saw it start raining a bit outdoors again, made her pull hung laundry into the shower stall to dry by an electric fan.
Utnay Lake, Hokkaido
Evening@horsey riding club
Meow, mom told me that we would have a new moon tomorrow night. It means lunar September starts giving 朔日, the best day to make a wish to Gods. However, weather forecasts say rain might fall all day long. She therefore visited the nearest shrine by car in this morning, drew two omikuji lots. One was 大吉 or the luckiest for dad, the other 末吉 or the least lucky for herself.
Meatball maker for me
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We have 仲秋の名月, the best moon of the year tonight, while it really in full tomorrow. It was raining in the morning, allowed Mei-Shun to use an umbrella during her light walking. She quite likes it, with colorful collection of this artistic gear (on the contrary, Shin takes them just as sticks). Nice scent of garden plants comes up from here and there, carrying their pleasure of bathing after a week.
Oh, no, Mei-Shun would not eat them up by herself, of course not. Now fed her eyes enough, bring them downstairs for mom-in-law to choose some. Dear sweets, thanks for being pretty, tasty and lower caloric. And Ms. Piano, please let her practice on you that beautiful score composed by Master Bach. She would like to welcome Shin by playing it well on Sunday, when he returns from Okinawa.
Oh, Mikan-chan, you are so cute relaxing beside an open window. Such a figure reminds Mei-Shun of the German Shepherd boy her host family in U.K. kept decades before. He always accompanied them for a picnic, yet often got carsick. Coveting fresh air, he put his muzzle into a small, triangle slit to pull Mei-Shun’s backseat belt tightly. His name was … Trump.
Keeping above the same is crucial for Mei-Shun’s good condition: hot tea in hot season. Cold one in chilling days would be awful, while nice if she relaxes in a warm, dry environment. Her stomach anyway seems to need such a care before receiving cold drinks, frozen fruits and ice cream. However, she forgets this rule every summer, fails at once to learn again.
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