Horenso

I read Eisuke Sakakibara ‘Yojikasuru Nihonshakai’ (Toyokeizai)
A god-bad dichotomy is not easy at all.
The horenso grows.

Tsubaki

I read Kazumi Saeki ‘Watarase’ (Iwanamishoten)
I feel the story follow the course of the river.
The tsubali blooms.

Suisen

I red Kazuo Watanabe ‘Ishikoro Saishu’ (Seibundoshinkosha)
I want to get the chance to go to the bank of Otagawa, Hiroshima and get stone samples that the book shows.
The suisen is at its best.

Ume

I read Kato Tetsuro ‘Nihon No Shakaishugi’ (Iwanamigendaishinsho)
Japan should have taken its course to nuclear-free world and switch to reproducing energy as the first victim of nuclear attack in human history
The ume is at its best.

Shungiku

I read Akiko Sugaya ‘Miraiwotsukuru Toshokan’ (Iwanamishinsho)
Librarian can make many meaningful jobs in the office.
The shungiku grows.

Broccoli

I read Katsuyo Okazaki ‘Kagaku vs. Kirisutokyo’ (Kodanshagendaishinsho)
It’s no meaning to see religeons on the view of science.
The broccoli's heads come one after another.

Cabbage

I read Richard Hofstadter ‘Anti-Intellectualism In American Life’ (Misuzushobo)
I feel anxiety about the atmosphere of Anti-Intellectualism in present Japan
The cabbages grows.

Mukudori

I read Poul Anderson ‘Tau Zero’ (Toukyousogensha)
The story of Urashima and the kingdom beneath the sea is a real possibility under the ‘Tasu Zero’ condition.
The mukudori stirs up the moss layer.

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Ume

I read Seikan Kobayashi ‘Mutekino Ikikata’ (Koseidoshuppan)
Give up to trying to control others.
The ume is pink-flowered.

Nabana

I read Ben Mikoelson ‘Touching Sprit Bear’ (Suzukishuppan)
Seek to be empty.
The nabana will be boiled and served in a dish.

Yakiimo

I read Arthur C. Clerke ‘The Fountains Of Paradise’ (Hayakawa)
He tries to construct the elevator between the earth and stationary satellite.
The sweet potatoes are baked in the ashes that came from burned shrubs and weeds in the furnace.

Hakubai

I read Noboru Kiuchi ‘Kushihikichimori’ (Shueisha)
She carried on the tradition of making comb.
The hakubai blooms.

Kinkan marmalade

I read Haruki Murakami ‘Koishikute’ (Chuokoronsha)
‘The Proxy Mating’ comes to a happy end.
The homemade kinkan marmalade is served.

Suisen

I read Seikan kobayashi ‘Ko Mo Fuko Mo Nainndesuyo’ (Makino)
There are no words of ‘Doryoku’, ‘Ganbari’, and ‘Hisshi’ in his dictionary.
The suisen lines up.

Gateu Chocolat

I read Seikan Kobayashi ‘100% Shiawasena 1% No Hitobito’ (Chukyo)
An all-embracing philosophy makes you happy.
My wife gave me gateu chocolat of her own making for Valentine's Day.

Hakubai

I read Michel Houelletbecq ‘Les partiles elementaires’ (Chikumashobo)
We are drifting through lide with experiencing frustration as elemental particles.
The hakubai opens up against a background Mt. Furutaka in Etajima and Seto Inland Sea.

Hiiraginanten

I read Keikan Kobayashi ‘Goen No Hosoku’ (Yamato)
What come around goes around.
The hiiraginanten begins to bloom.

Hakubai

I read Kaiser Fung ‘Numbers Rule Your World’ (Hankyu communications)
Let’s try statistical thinking.
The hakubai blooms.

Nursery bed for summer vegetables

I read Marina Chapman ‘The Girl With No Name’ (Komakusashuppan)
She lived with apes in jungle when she was child.
The nursery bed for summer vegetable is now in preparation.

Sazanka

I reas Tamotsu Watanabe ‘Kabukino Mikata’ (Kadokawasensho)
The act curtain of Kabuki is called ‘Jyoshikimaku’ that means regular stock.
The sazanka is covered with snow. (on February 8 )

Wabisuke tubaki

I read Machiko Tawara & Yo Hitoto ‘Tankano Tsukurikata Oshietekudasai’ (Kadokawagakugeishuppan)
You may become familiar with definite style consisted by 35 words by repeated trial.
The wabisuke tubaki blooms. (on February 4)

Fried butterbur

I read Michel Houellebecq ‘La carte et le territoire’ (Chikumashobo)
The catograph is more attractive than the territory.
The butterbur is fried.

Butterbur sprout

I read Toshihide Tsuda ‘Igakutekikonkyo Towa Nanika’ (Iwanamishinsho)
The medical circle in Japan can not apply statistical significance.
The butterbur sprout emerges.

Kobai

I read Shinichi Nakazawa & Ichiro Hatano ‘Ikanotetsugaku’ (Shueishashinsho)
Human being should not engage in warfare with nature.
The kobai blooms.

Toast with Hanahato Kijyoshu

I read  Matthew Goodman ‘Eighty Days’ (Kashiwashobo)
Two newswomen contest the time of a round-the-world race starting from New York in 1899.
On setsubun, yesterday we toasted to our bright future with Hanahato’s ‘Kijyoshu.’ And had unsliced ehomaki while facing east-northeast , keeping silence and praying for a wish to come true.

Ehomaki

I read Paul Green berg ‘Four Fish ‘ (Chijin Shokan)
The four fish, salmon, sea bass, cod and Tuna are the last wild fish in the future.
The ehomaki is ready for setsubun.

Hiyama

I read Kazuo Hashimoto ‘Maboroshino Tokyo Olympics’ (NHK books)
The 12th Olympic Game was schduled to be held in Tokyo in 1940.
But Japan was compelled to drop it by war.
Climbed Mt. Hiyama in Kurahashi on February 1.

Daikonboshi

I read Mitsuhiro Denda ‘Daisannono’ (Asahi Shuooan)
The skin is the third brain after digestive organ.
The daikon is under drying. It will be pickled.