To my surprise, at Shinkansen Platform 21
at Tokyo Station, where I was waiting for my Shinkansen
to come, I happened to see a friend of mine who had come
from Niigata!
I hadn't seen her for more than 10 years.
We recognized each other at once and clasped our hands
tightly.
On the way home I took a bus.
From the bus window I saw a man who looked
as if he were my husband!
I nearly called to him across the street.
" Oh, no! He can't be so young," I suddenly came to myself.
My old wooden house was all right.
As soon as I arrived at my house, I opened all the windows,
cleaned up all my rooms, and placed candles on the altar
to talk with my husband.
I was happy to see my neighbors.
They are all so kind. I don't know how to express my thanks.
I saw a few of my friends and enjoyed a long talk.
Thank you, ladies!
Yesterday the concert in which my daughter played
the alto saxophone was over.
The concert went well.
There was a large audience---about 1300.
What a relief!
My busy days were over.
Today I went to Jindai Botanical Garden by myself.
I wanted to see May flowers.
I was sorry today was too late for 藤・牡丹・芍薬.
I was sorry today was too early for 薔薇.
But I was happy to enjoy fresh green.
I thought I had once visited Jindai Botanical Garden.
But I knew today it was Jindaiji-Temple that I had
visited ten years before, not Jindai Botanical Garden.