Continuing to document the mundane / usual days >> like another “waiting for a bus (when i shoulda adjusted my flower) to go to seitai medical treatment”.
Really though, just an excuse to say “thanks for all the kindness of late” – its nice to be your friend + poetry, convos & snaps.
Bits and pieces or recent days included with minor annotations in captions and so on:
First: No tenants in the first birdhouse, though lots of birdies around, but made another one anyhow. Its like a housing development here (with no strata fees).
unrelated: after building another birdhouse, i submitted 3 poems to one place and 2 to another, ergo:
* Barbed Wire Scars (approx 37 lines) * Alchemists Confer with Hypnotists (approx 32 lines) * Nowhere to Call (approx 21 lines) ++ * How Shall We Fill This Vessel * Aye Carpathia
Amidst all the blossoms – plum more than cherry, the *usual* hanami festivities are still a sorta no-go so we grilled under then flowering plum tree here at Tsuchida Station.
As an aside, it was kind of funny that my father-in-law was really “impressed” and excited about this project… All the other projects I’ve done and things Ive pulled off in my three years here, this was the one that “sparked his joy” Funny how it goes.
Finally: I was feeling completely spun out after my doctors appointment in the city… I rode the bus there… Called darling wife to *rescue me* and she whipped by in her little dump truck with a bunch of cinder bricks in the back and rolled me home >> shower, changed into one of my 47 sets of pajamas, and curled up in bed sending this note to you (and sewed buttons on a shirt or two).