We have it from the middle of October to the end of November, the first cold wind blowing from the north, stronger than 8 meters per second. It roared around Kanto area yesterday, forced Mei-Shun to stay at home all day long. She was so much worried about Mr. Banana that rushed up to him this calm, freezing morning. He was safe — stand still while bigger one growing a new leave. Such picture reminds her of late avocado couple. Do they share a tropical, powerful lifestyle?
It looks they harvest rice only once in early autumn. That plant is strong enough to grow again, while no sparrows come to sip milk from the ears. They might be empty or too small to feed little birds. If the first, tasty harvest results from agricultural efforts including pesticides and fertilizers, the second one symbolizes what it is by right, doesn’t it? Our ancestors have tampered with the nature to eat more. We currently try to eat less for good health.
Mei-Shun drew an omikuji fortune slip all the same as the one she did at the beginning of this year — the 22nd 吉=kichi, meaning lucky with a number sounds like a cat calling you twice. Only a difference between them is property of paper. Oh, it reminds her the sight here in new year days. Several girls in white kimono and red 袴=hakama, Japanese pants served to hand us results while we normally help ourselves. They are called 巫女=miko, maiden employees at temples and shrines.
We had 鬘合わせ=katsura-awase, or 坪合わせ=tsubo-awase this afternoon. The latter involves stage settings and properties staffer, while ours means the former to make metal bases for wigs and to measure sizes for kimono costumes. A Japanese-style wig master gauges our head to fit a base like a cap first. Then he beats it with a wooden hammer to make the best curve on our cheeks. Finally, two metal belts will be arranged on our back of the head to support the biggest front part.
Shin and Mei-Shun visited 水郷 Park. They found that it is one of “Poké-Sta.” since there were many people walking around with their smart phones in hand. The former looked happy to play on his own while the latter was more interested in flowers around them. She had believed that they slept at night, yet some of these lotuses bloomed in lovely pink. Or mischievous monsters might ask them to provide good hiding places.
Yes, this season has come. Ms. Piano saw Mr. O. It seems to be on the hottest day every year, so Mei-Shun makes efforts to serve them the best environment as much as possible. Taking just an hour, he tuned keys, cleaned up metal bars under the lid. Ms. Piano looked friendly to him, stayed a good girl through a range of process. He never makes you feel hurt, honey. Mei-Shun envies not only your serenity but also equanimity.
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.
Please let Mei-Shun talk a bit more about her teeth. According to Dr. M’s explanation, any covering except for metals could be cracked if pressed by natural teeth. Occlusion strength does not matter. Therefore, in order to solve Mei-Shun’s problem, another treatment is required to prevent her lower molar from touching its upper counterpart. The former, after shocked twice, must be shaven more to make a slight, indispensable space. Then, the 3rd ceramics would come on it, looking quite better than zirconia.
It takes only 2 hours and a half to reach Kyoto from Tokyo these days. Sights seen through the window fly away so rapidly that Mei-Shun’s eyes feel it a little hard to recognize mountains, lakes and buildings well put within her memory. It may not be even a trip for those used to such speed — yet this inveterate stay-at-home could do nothing but going out for a haircut today.
Mei-Shun visited her parents’ home. Her mother is an earnest birds and plants watcher. When you can not recognize a seedling of a tree, she would take a second to answer the name of it. So as to birds. Another mom in photo below would do the same, yet our capacity is too small to understand her words.
