Love letter from my son

I found some graffiti from my son when I was going to write a memo on the memo paper.

"I love my mother"
When I saw it, I became more motivated with my work.

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Noryo Yuka

There are many restaurants layed out in Noryo Yuka in the west of Kamogawa.

When I look at the Noryo Yuka, I feel that summer came. I have reached only 2-3 times so far. In this summer, won't you go with us?

 

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lunch boxes

I made two lunch boxes one morning. I went to my boss and we ate together for the lunch break. I consulted with him about my job while having lunch. He taught me many things so my work seems to progress. I intend to sometimes make lunch boxes because he always treats me to lunches. I must get up early then.

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Flower arrangement of the rainy season

It rained all the time in the rainy season, but the sun sometimes appeared. My mother arranged the flowers for such an image. The flowers which she used this time were Nyusairan, Polygonatum falcatum, and sunflowers.

There are various types of the flower arrangement schools. The school that my mother belongs to is Mishoryu-Sasaoka. If you are interested in flower arrangements, you can have a one-hour experience at the school.

 

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Kids Dego Ichi

I went to Kids Dego Ichi with my son, my friend, and her son. I met her and her son for the first time in a while. He grew up compared to the last time I met him.

Kids Dego Ichi are filled with Tomika plastic rails and trains that children can play with. While children played, I was chatting with my friend and drinking coffee.

Admission is free on the birth month of the children, so we want to surely come again in April because they were both born in April.

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A walk at night

I went on a walk with my husband at night. We didn't have enough time to have dates, so we went out at midnight when my sons were asleep. I was busy everyday at work, housework and raising my children, but I've got a bit of breathing room.

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Rainy days

The washing of my heart that piled up on a rainy day.

It's been raining every day. I didn't like rainy days because they made me feel heavy.
I wrote this work about five years ago. The poetry was penned by my mistress of calligraphy. I became able to think rainy days would be nice since then. Though I cannot wash laundry, let's do that I want to do on a rainy day.

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