Orange Change

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Ah, she might be the mom. Mei-Shun saw a big mantis on a blanket hung in southern balcony, asked her to leave. She slowly climbed the wall to the roof or over in sunshine; finished a great job, saying good-bye to her children. And that might be why our biggest grapefruit has grown thorns on green branches around the egg. They say this armor proves an adult citrus tree.

Fluffy Bracelet

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Purr, it’s warm to sleep on mom’s legs. She went out from this afternoon to night for horseback riding. The other day she received a phone call from Ms. I, her favorite instructor who takes primary care of Madoka-chan. Since 5 lessons reserved for this dark brown girl have been canceled so far, a private lesson was offered. Nice women’s day it was, under a blue sky. I stayed a good girl as well. Praise me more, purrrr …

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Joy in the Moonlight: 2

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Our protector shrine has several 灯篭=toro, Japanese garden lamp made of stone. When candles are put into narrow space under big shades, unique designs curved on the wall appear. Mei-Shun knows well they are there, yet it was just this morning that she recognized moon shapes on them. One side wears a full moon while another a crescent: it might mean the beginning and the end of things.

Happy Tone

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Good for you, Ms. Piano. When Mei-Shun plays “Merry-go-round of Life” by J. Hisaishi these days, you sound like having a little sore throat. That is why she contacted Mr. O to give you a tuning. In spite of cold rain, he visited them in the morning, asked what is going on for you. He touched you a moment, immediately caught the problem and started his job — oh? You cough as well?

Welcome Back

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It continued to rain for 6 days from last Thursday. We saw beautiful sunlight only in the morning of yesterday, followed by a lot of clouds in late afternoon. That’s was why Mei-Shun rushed to walk in 乙戸沼 Park, worried a little if all leaves frozen and browned. To her great relief, a scarlet friend found the first step of her getting off the car. A flock of wild duck swam lively beside wind-distorted fountain traces.

Pink Rice

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It is actually not, yet Mei-Shun called them so in her early childhood. (お)ままごと=(o) mama-goto, house playing was one of her favorite. It means to play a role of mother who serves good meal. She is not sure that was why she drew a omikuji related to harvest after finding that lovely plant the other day, while feels very happy. Shin’s one mentions fishing, together reminds them of good ancient days in Yayoi Period (300B.C.-250A.D.).

After Harvest

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They have grown green again. Several 彼岸花 or 曼珠沙華, red spider lilies trim current rice paddy. According to Shin, those dried bunches of rice were for growers themselves. Such care is too high-maintenance to serve for mass consumption. Oh, regarding newly harvested rice, Mei-Shun received some the other day from a police officer who was involved in a traffic safety campaign.

Japanese Culture@holiday

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Mei-Shun’s favorite tea shop, one of branches closed recently, sent her a letter of invitation. 蔵出し新茶=kuradashi-shincha, stored tea of the first harvest, has been “ripened” in a refrigerator for half an year since 八十八夜, they say. With a discount ticket enclosed, she would like to visit another shop at the nearest train station soon to reserve some.

Windy Water

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Mei-Shun walked around 乙戸沼 Park after a long time — almost one month and a half since she visited there in July. Yes, she missed you, Mr. and Mrs. Cormorant. Great to see fountains make upside-down umbrella in the center of the pond again. Oh? it looks a bit distorted by just a breeze, depending on direction maybe. And mom, they are the flowers you mentioned before, aren’t they?

Pink & White

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It was the first time for Shin and Mei-Shun to see a chimerical 百日紅=saru-suberi, crape myrtle. When they went to a nearby community center to cast ballots recently, it took her curious glance. She has met many peaches and plums in such colorful blossom, yet never for this summer flower. On the way to home yesterday, she by chance walked by it again. So you kindly look forward to her visit, dear strawberry and vanilla cream.