"Long-awaited rain in November, the term 'kimamori'
seems quite fitting. Often used when asked about names for my tea ceremony utensils, 'kimamori' refers to the
fruit left on a branch, either as a hope for future bearing or perhaps a final feast for insects.
This rain brought such words to mind.
This evening, I am off to meet the esteemed Mr.White
that I trust greatly. I ordered a sticker of a horse's picture to be attached to the rear of the vehicle for Mr. White.
I had used sticker for Ai-chan before, and it was
well-received by many, including horse friends.
'I want to put on a sticker like this too. Can I copy you?' I was asked by several people.
Not something to monopolize,
I replied 'Please, go ahead.'
The items purchased through Ms. W's filter are simply
stylish. She understands my tastes and preferences,
so there's no noise in the selection.
It might be a minor thing,
but I cherish such relationships. Buying things could just be about paying and ending it there,
but I really like the indescribable time created between the two of us."