Yoshino-baigo in Ome

This morning I got up at seven o'clock.
Wow! what a beautiful day!

I wondered---

Shall I go to Kawaguchi-ko to see Mt. Fuji?
Shall I go to Yoshino-baigo in Ome
to enjoy Ume in full bloom?

I thought a moment and--
I decided to go to Yoshino-baigo in Ome.

I should have worn trekking shoes.
I should have taken my stick with me.
It must have rained yesterday.
My shoes got muddy.

I enjoyed beautiful Ume in full bloom.
I heartily enjoyed my Sunday.

today's photos

I've just come home from Harmonica Circle.

The wind is blowing hard.
The wind is very cold.

But it is not a winter wind.
It is a spring wind.

The sun is shining in all its splendor.
The skies are blue.
The wild grass is greening up.



( Tamagawa-josui )

Happy Birthday, Daughter!

You are very special to me.
You are my best friend.

You are wonderfully warmhearted.
I am proud of you, Daughter.

I love you so much.

Happy Birthday to You!





Do you remember the day when I took this picture of you
in the garden of our home? You were a high school girl.
I always carry this picture in my bag.

Kagurazaka on Sunday

The other day, my grandson had a one day off-school
activity at his junior high school.

The students went out in small groups.
They themselves had to decide everything.

My grandson and his three friends wanted
to know about NGO, Non-Governmental Organization.

They called a certain NGO in Hongo
and asked the NGO if it might be OK that they
would go ask about their activities.

They went to Iida-bashi by train and enjoyed
walking around Kagurazaka before visiting the NGO.

My grandson said that he liked Kagurazaka, its old things,
very much.

So I went to Kagurazaka on Sunday
and enjoyed strolling through the streets.

It was a comfortable town.
I walked 12395 steps that day--on March 8.

Nakao Sho's Exhibition

When I visited MISS-TOMO san's blog,

http://miss-tomo.blog.ocn.ne.jp/suiyoubinoasa/

I knew Nakao Sho's Exhibition was being held
at Nerima Art Museum in Tokyo.

I dispatched my chores in the morning
and hurried to the museum.

I had never been to Nerima Art Museum
and didn't know where it was.

I left my apartment with a map of Tokyo.

It was a little difficult for me to get to the museum,
because I had to change cars on the Seibu Line
four times.

Nakao Sho was born in 1904 and passed away in 1994.
He learned painting by himself.

Many of his paintings were in light colors
--green, blue or brown. They were my favorite colors.

He painted in a simple and graceful touch, I felt.

Yo Shomei, one of my favorite artists, has something
common with Nakao Sho--yes, nature.