… toward Gods at the nearest shrine, Shin and Mei-Shun made it on New Year’s Day. The husband walked to there by himself this morning, told the wife that all staffs in white kimono sat still in the main building to serve for well-wishers. However, it was only he who visited that pressure from them let him pray in a second and run away. That might be why our 豆苗 babies suddenly went green.
Dry paddy in winter
Meow, a happy new year. Mom told me that 2020 sounds like my voice, while I think Japanese has to wait 3030 (pronounced meow-meow). Here our day is set on coming February 22nd with three 2s, dog’s day on November 1st with three 1s (wow-wow-wow). Mom said 11th is better, yet four 1s do not look suitable to me without 22nd month on the solar calendar.
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Master Bando gave Mei-Shun a phone call thanking to an year-end greeting sweets the latter sent the other day. Actually, she was under a warming machine to let dyeing paste absorb into her hair when her smart phone rang. Master Mei-Shu would laugh if she saw her last 名取 chat with both ears covered by protective caps. Anyway, Kikunoe, Mei-Shun intends to stand on a stage next autumn.
Hi, do you reside here? Where is your partner or child today? This is the second time Mei-Shun see him/her and looking-like another on the way to the nearest shrine. His/her elegant beige coat, beady eyes and round smile was so attractive that she could not stop taking a photo. Thanks a lot for your good posing. And you as well, Tora-chan, just before rushing towards this photographer or a close friend outdoors.
Mei-Shun heard an interloper call her when she was involved in picking up gingko leaves on balcony floor. Hey, Tora-chan, what are you doing there? You remember that she told you over and over NOT to enter Mikan-chan’s territory, don’t you? It includes this outdoor space surrounded by a fence. Shin and Mei-Shun quite like you staying downstairs. Please keep a good girl.
… to eat they are. Mei-Shun’s elder sister kindly send a box of pears the other day. It takes a long time to ripe, let her wait with watering mouth. On the other hand, our backyard gingko suddenly turned yellow. She cleaned half of the eastern balcony while just prepared to do another. Nearly an hour later, here are prettier ones spread on “令”, kanji of 2019.
Weight at the point of no return Mei-Shun came. Or less half bag of sugar, made her rejoice. She chose calvados again for dinner dessert, had no problem this time. Dear handmade cakes by mom-in-law stored in a freezer, please wait a little more. She would be happy to see you once a week, in the morning after she checks herself on a scale at previous night returning from the horsey riding club.
Handmade trail mix, a fiasco
Oh-oh, a scale tells a truth. Mei-Shun recognized some sugar around her waist — it was a bit like a nightmare for her at the end of last month. Shin made a business trip to Vietnam from 24th, immediately after enjoying Kyoto. Rainfall continued for a whole week, for the first time in 69 recorded years, that prevented her from going out for walking or horsey riding.
Weighing one bag of sugar
… of you seems to have already lost, Shin. He asked Mei-Shun to prepare thicker suits for winter. Many of his previous ones were discarded months before when he put off more than several bags of sugar. Now she has to think about white shirts, stored in a wardrobe well ironed. “Ha-ha,” here he comes. Oh-oh, he can hold another half of him within it.
Rainfall through midnight has stopped by this morning, left humidity and warmer air. It was really nice to see clear blue sky appear from gray clouds, let Mei-Shun walk out to greet following 赤まんま=aka-manma, persicaria longiseta. Their lovely figures reminded her of a plate served at 季楽 the other day. If they meant such a pattern was a match for her, she would be very happy.
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