Friday, July 6, 2018


                                                                              I was away from PC.

                                                               These are some of photos from Tomoko's file.
                                                                             Kyoto, Osaka, Tokyo,

                                                                                                 Nene's Temple in Kyoto

                                                                                 tea room in the garden of the Temple

                                                                                       Kyoto Tower


                                                                                            waiting hall in the Osaka station building                              


                                                                                              a street in Tokyo Asakusa

                                                                                                              Tokyo station 

               My younger sister, nephews, nieces and I recently held my mother's first memorial service, traditionally observed in Japan 
               around 49 days after the death.

               It's a difficult task for daughters to move out their beloved mother's things which have so many memories of her attached
               to them.

               It was up to my sister and I to sort out the contents of my mother's home in Tokyo in the days following this ceremony.
               We chose a few precious mementos to keep for ourselves, and then used a company which specializes in clearing diseased 
              estates. Now my mother's house is perfectly cleaned up. Her oldest son and his wife, a newlyweds, will live there soon.
              Although I had to say good- by to many belongs of my mother I am  relieved now.

                     After having a restful break, I hope to resume my diary blog, when I feel more motivated.

                                                                                a shell of phone(スマホ)
                                                While I was waiting for a bus coming  at the bus stop near my house....


Sunday, June 10, 2018

Diary....June (1)


                  On a beautiful day, after my busy days in April and May, I felt like having a relaxing time in the countryside.
                  My nearest train station(20minutes walk), which is direct to Osaka, is used by about 57,000 passengers a day.   

                 Just 20 kilometers south of the busy station, there is a single railway line running through a hilly area joining
                eight small stations. Since 2013, these stations have been unmanned and now the trains have driver only operation.

                      On a single track, up and down trains pass several times on the way and must take care to be ready 
                      to pass each other..! As a train is approaching, it makes a "gattan gotton" sound, as we say in Japanese.

                                After I left the train I headed to the" Umami Kyuryo(hilly) Park", walked and walked and took a rest here, 
                                                                                        under this big tent.

                                               Colorful flowers in the flower bed and the shobu  are in full bloom.

                           I continued walking until I reached another cheerful place, a splash pad.Children enjoyed playing in water 
                           on this hot day of spring.The time spent waiting for summer can also be exciting!!

              While walking back, I found these plump cats falling asleep on a bench. I smiled to see them enjoying their relaxing time,
              just like I was.I stealthily crept up to them and clicked on my camera. Could they be wild? Where do they find their food 
              in this large ,trash -free park?
                                                                 "Keep relaxing and goodbye, cats," I whispered to them.


                                 Mosaic Monday


Thursday, May 24, 2018



                                        I am back from a time which had been busy going to Tokyo and coming back to my town Nara.
                                I had just glimpsed spring passing away so quickly, and just clicked on my camera in my spare time.

                            May 5 in Japan is Children's dayKoinobori (carp-shaped flags) flying in the blue sky are seen here and there, 
                                            which is for celebration of the growth of boys.It is always exciting to see "Koinobori" in the wind.



                                                    Tiny new leaves have grown in my garden while I am away from my house.                                                                                                                             

                                My mother passed away on May 9. She had a good enough life of 95 years. Due to her illness, 
                                she lingered for 2 months on a drip. On her last few days of life, she looked calm. 
                                She started making a final travel in peace.

                               After her son and two daughters grew up,she enjoyed her time for water painting. Some of her
                               paintings were displayed at her funeral. One of the paintings is about Myanmar countryside,
                               which she was traveling at her age 78.This was caught by a local reporter's eyes at an exhibit 
                               and then printed in a local newspaper in Tokyo.

                                                            She in the photo was 78                                                                                                           

                                       Beautiful songs my mother liked were performed. The first play was Amazing Grace. 

                                          My father suffered from kidney illness before he passed away, two decades ago.
                                          Before he died, he wrote a beautiful letter of appreciation to my mother, 
                                          the title of which is, "Last Day of My Life." After his death, my mother read his letter many times, 
                                          and always carried the letter with her, in her bag.

                                          One day, I noticed the letter had become crumpled, and felt it would be a good idea to copy it.
                                         After we made a copy of the letter, my mother always carried the copy with her. At my mother's funeral, 
                                         I placed my father's original letter in her coffin, with many flowers and her memorial photos.
                                                                                                       Last Day of My Life

                                                                                Thank you mother!
                                                                            On day we will meet again.

                                                                                   Mosaic Monday




Monday, April 30, 2018


                                                While I am gone to Tokyo to see my mother in a hospital, spring is now at its peak.
                                                  I am still busy making round trips between Tokyo and my town Nara. 

                     This is a beautiful walk in our last spring,2017. My husband and I walked along the ancient road with many" Kofun" in Nara.
                     Kofun are burial mounds which were built for the people of the ruling class from the 3rd century to the 6th century.

                                                                                    Kofun surrounded by the water.


                                                                Tomoko took this photo.  My husband is at the head.


                                                                 Ancient style mud wall can be seen in old cities such as Nara.
                                                                       We walked  about 10 kilometers.
                                                               All photos....a single focus lens 35 mm.   

                           昨年春に 奈良市の古墳群がある道を歩いた。                                                                                                                  日毎に痩せ、静かに眠り続ける母。まだお迎えは来ない。

Tuesday, April 3, 2018


 I returned to my hometown, Tokyo, to see my mother, staying several days with her. 
                                                         Spring cherry blossoms opened much earlier than usual. 

                                                        the Tokyo Metropolitan Government and cherry blossoms
                                                                                                             March 27


                                              She is calm, holding onto her life in a hospital on a drip with minimal nutrients.
                                                                     cherry blossoms from her bedroom.   
                                                                                                                          March 26       mobile phone(スマホ)


                            While I was staying with her, I tried to find time to walk around the Tokyo Metropolitan Government building.
                                              Tokyo is my heart, as the place I grew up from my innocent girlhood.
                            The cherry blossoms in the garden were in full bloom.The petals were almost covering the ground.




                                                                The big city has been drastically changing, but I have never felt nostalgic.                                    
                                                                         However developed the city is, the many memories 
                                                                   my mother and I have shared are eternal.

                                                                                                       the Government building

                                                                                                                      March 25

                                                                                                 The Government round building

                                           Now, it is also a season of graduation.This is my mother’s first great- grandson.
                                                                         He will be an elementary school student this spring.

                                                                                       Congratulations! J.     mobile phone(スマホ)   
                                                                                I still go back and forth between Tokyo and Nara.      


Saturday, March 31, 2018


             A caring staff member of my mother's nursing home called and told me that my mother has pneumonia and been transferred 
             to hospital for extra care. After a 5 hour trip using 2.5 hour bullet train from Kyoto to Tokyo,about 500 kilometers, 
             and local trains, I finally arrived at her hospital. I said "I am very sorry I am late, mother", holding her hands.

                                  It will not be long before she is going to depart this life. I am beginning to accept her journey 
                               when I think of her ripe old age, and that she would be able to see her husband and son in heaven.

                  My mother and I shared the same love of antique style pendants, and much preferred them to today's modern bling.
                                         These are some of my usual pendants by Georg Jensen, and she also liked J's pendants.

                               On my way back to Kyoto Station, all the bullet trains between Kyoto and Tokyo were suspended
                                      because of a power failure somewhere on the line. It rarely happens, though.

                              Many passengers patiently waited for their departures on the station platforms and underground.

                                                    bonsai ume trees displayed at nearby shrine  this early spring. It was a sign of March.

                                                              This is a gardener who has been making bonsai at the shrine for 40 years.

                                                                                 linked with  Mosaic Monday




Monday, March 5, 2018

a piece of Diary....March(1)

I went to the Osaka station for some errands.
           the Osaka Station building 
                                                                                                    February 28         


 I had found that Osaka Station has a nearby garden of delights open on weekdays for children and the young of heart. 
 I stopped at the garden before my errands.

                                            My eyes were immediately drawn to a topiary giraffe as big as a dinosaur.

                                                           Then there's a bright colorful garden with tulips flowering.
                                            "Let's make some bubbles!" announced a wooden house  creating soap bubbles. 
                                                 But I alone smiled, as no children were there to see it.

                                                                    What could this small pile of snow be for?
                                                    It's a chance for city kids to come and experience snow.
                                                                               It is getting warmer and warmer here.

                                                           It is a good idea for little kids, but I saw none playing it!
                                                      Can we justify such cost and extra vehicles on our busy roads? 

                                Two tons of it will be brought here each morning and evening, from snow fields 100 km away till March 18!

                       However, this man cleaning the muddy snow smiled and told me, that if there's snow here little kids have lots of fun
                           with mister snowmen. His words made me smile.... and soon my idea was slowly melting too!


                                                                                              I had a sweet after my errands.
                                    This simply decorated tea room named "Nana's Green Tea" inside the station building is my favorite. 
                                                                  There are expansive views of Osaka through the windows.

                                         実は 少し期待外れの大阪駅前の公園でしたが、🌷が満開。