Shin never checks up pockets after coming home, makes his wife wash train tickets so often. This time, one for a bullet train accompanied him from Taiwan. Hum, amazing technique in paper and printing — not so twisted in the washing machine, readable letters. They make sense for Mei-Shun who has learned Chinese on the radio. Y/M/D, car and seat numbers, paid by a credit card, for an adult. For your safety, please do not hesitate to use elevators if you are with big luggage or elderly.
We have finally seen it. It has been taken as a joke for Shin and Mei-Shun — a car named “C.” in shocking pink by T. Mortar Corp. As a famous luxurious car brand, “C.” lines employ white, blue or gray coloring, loved by successful business people. Even in an astonishing shade, it was never expected to be found in parking area of a supermarket. According to Shin, it looks like a taxi in Thailand. Is the owner from the country then? We were a little bit interested in, yet it depends.
One of our cymbidium princesses has a trouble in stalk; she bows so deeply that her head looks like resting on a leaf. Mei-shun used a summer bell as her prop. How’s it going? Hum, it is not awful, yet another one featuring Christmas might be better. Your highness, please give her a moment to find nice replacement. Regarding this joyful event, she found a lovely bottle of wine adorned with angel’s wings and a Santa Claus cap. He motivates her to eat and exercise properly preparing for the holy night.
Called 山下紅=yamashita-beni, they are so beautiful both in taste and appearance that Mei-Shun cannot wait until she meet them at the beginning of winter. Mikan-chan, here are mini-moms you are named after. You are clever enough to know that, greet them peacefully while normal cats do not like them. One of Mei-Shun’s cat fancier friends loves oranges so much. However, he has to go to another room for this dessert since his boy always get angry at it and hit dad by paws.
A sampling day to see Dr. A, gives Mei-Shun waiting time of 2 weeks in minimum to know good result. Her hospital accommodates many big trees including gingko, some of which are female with branches full of fruits in this season. Oh, let’s not park under them. Air is quite smelly around, caused by ones already fell on the ground. She cordially wishes it would symbolize tasty nuts only, not such a horrible outcome.
A bit smelly, it prevents Mei-Shun from walking on fallen fruits. 乙戸沼 Park is a public one, which Tsuchiura City is in charge of, regularly cleaned and treated. Weeds are well cut in summer to avoid vexatious flies and mosquitoes, serve us a fine environment to walk and jog. However, this autumn has much rain. Many of workers who take care of parks are gray-haired maybe, give labor in clear days only. Thanks to it, beautiful cherry leaves turned into red were kept under the trees.
Thank you so much, Mr. and Mrs. F. They are friendly owners of parking space we rent for guests. Tall and gray-haired Mr. F appears in person to bring summer gift to us, always greets touching his hat while small and gentle Mrs. F does for winter. Oh, please stop bowing so much. The former told Mei-Shun in June to give new rice, and really did today. Speaking of which, she found all rice harvested on walking way the other day. Does it mean she has used their private lane between paddies for free?
Thank you so much, Dr. I. She is Mei-Shun’s home dermatologist. She shaved her left sole to pick up a kernel out of a corn. Mei-Shun actually had two, with bigger one grown up to give her a sense of discomfort. “Here it is,” said Dr. I showing it in light yellow. Oh, what a big one! She means, as a rolled-up skin ball around 5mm in diameter. It is so weird to have such a vegetable in you, isn’t it?
She appeared from under a fan. It is amazing how quick our new tatami mats change their color — just weeks have passed since they replaced our older ones. Juliet asked Romeo no to swear by the “inconstant” moon that monthly changes in her circled orbit. Well, so she does even under our feet, dear lovers.
The two men crouched by our troubled dishwasher and discussed, resulted in an initial failure of the appliance maker. Gray-haired gas fitter left saying good luck, younger salesperson stayed to call a repairer. The latter was driving around here by chance, visited us in a minute. He aligned the machine, told Mei-Shun that the door had not been locked enough. She tried once again, succeeded in making it start. Hi, Mikan-chan, what a good girl you’ve kept, with so many male strangers!
