Glistening Guest

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Hi, cute bug. It was you who made rustles in the living room. Mei-Shun sat on the sofa reading newspapers, with Mikan-chan sleeping on her legs. Rainfall caused by Typhoon XII or Dolphin prevented her from going out to dance with horseies, only by herself indoors. You might cling to the laundry, reached this dried bouquet looking for food. Come, Princess Cymby in the verandah would be better to relax on.

Attractive Array

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It is cooler, final day of torrid August. Mei-Shun likes it combined with Monday: she feels somehow benefited from such a day followed immediately by the next month. Just 1 : 6 =Aug. : Sept. in a week, yet the former looks like having 5 weeks. This sense might be caused by the fact that she was born in one of leap years, meaning 1 : 3 among 12 干支=eto, Chinese zodiac.

Ms. Scarlet came into …

… our 萩=hagi, bushclover lately.

Oh, Hi,

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You are there, baby gecko. When did you cling to Mei-Shun’s sneakers? She drove Shin to the nearest station in the morning, came home and tried to take them off. Then a piece of dried grass started to move. It is dangerous to stay here, Tora-chan might be interested in you. Relaxed on a geranium leaf, you resemble Mikan-chan a little who loves to cool herself down on the floor these days.

Waitin’ for Ms. Cymby to join us, purr.

Green Glisten

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Mei-Shun found a little pupa on one of grapefruit pots. There was a bigger butterfly baby on another until recently, yet it had eaten up all leaves and — gone. Clever boy/girl, please feel safe. She would take good care of your tentative bed beside Mademoiselle Vert. The latter grows again a lovely little leaf bud with 13 flowers kept pretty. And weird parts as well, looking like artifacts.

Are you … roots?

 

 

God Gecko

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… or Goddess, it is great honor of Shin and Mei-Shun to see you again. Please take their appreciation of your kind protection, called 家守=yamori meaning a home guardian in our language. Often appears on a window at night, your white silhouette let the wife pick up her smart phone immediately. Here you come from 下手=shimo-te, the left side seen from audiences.

Sorry, photographer is in pajamas.

 

Happy Niners

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Mei-Shun hung futon mats yesterday, after 9 serial rainy days. It is one of her favorite housekeeping affairs, made her delighted looking up pale-blue sky patched by white and grey clouds. At her feet found 9 mesdemoiselles in full blossom, with 2 newly open taking one whole night. Early cicadas sounded from far away, let her know summer has already come above.

Déjà Vu

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Oui, c’est ça, mademoiselle. Since Mei-Shun made you put off a cotton robe and go outdoors for more water, your buds have grown rapidly. It is her great honor to see the first of you bloom yesterday, the second today. When all of you could greet her, you might feel too heavy to stay together. Please do not hesitate to call her if it happens. She would be happy to help you by holders your predecessors used last year.

First Fruit

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Mei-Shun’s chimonanthus praecox in the garden has a little violet-brown vase on the top of a branch. When she asked her mother how to treat it, the latter replied that it would drop onto the ground to raise babies. “If you do not want any, just pick it up”, she said. Well, mom-in-law is the person to decide. By the way, you are a round vase as well, Tora-chan.

Sweet Scent

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Mei-Shun thought it came from mirabilis jalapa around her place. It might be right, while she lately found her 忍冬=suikazura, Japanese honeysuckle in blossom as well. The latter is also called 金銀花=gold-and-white flower, maybe because older flowers stay in yellow beside younger newly bloom in white. Would you come into this Persian vase made of copper, Shin brought home the other day?

Wild Wisteria

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Mei-Shun feels grateful to see one on the top of backyard camphor tree. It was really by chance for her to catch the flowers of bluish violet into eyes, thorough a wide oriel window in the living room with a wooden bench attached inside. She sat on it chatting with her mother by phone, looked up the sky to keep hung futon mats dry. Now is the time to hang up and bring them in.