Momo is Peach, a fruit for which Okayama is well-noted (including folktale Momtaro, the peach boy with his sidekicks – a pheasant and a monkey), anyhow, received the tree as a wedding perk from the city government. With chaos in the world, the intrepid tree blooms for the first time in our yard. Splendid.
While dispatches and re-caps of various outings and events exist elsewhere in this archive, life is so wonderful right now i don’t want to miss a thing or fail to appreciate the glorious mundane details of just existing.
As such, what follows are bits and pieces which don’t fit elsewhere, a round-up of miscellany and odds and ends and mild annotations.
Starting with the pleasantness of stopping for a coffee and receiving a free lil sandwich plate (and seeing Ryoko’s adorableness :)).
The internets instructs food photos be posted with frequency.
Thanks Shiro-Kuma (white bear) cafe.