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Dear Ciara,
A quiet day. I’ve been rotating between my hobbies: writing my thesis, listening to music, and reading some cosy Japanese literature. I’m currently reading Banana Yoshimoto’s Kitchen, which I am enjoying, although I find the translation quite odd at times. I understand that translating a language like Japanese into English can be a challenge, as often phrases don’t translate perfectly, but there are some sentences in this translation that make absolutely no sense. Maybe I’m misreading them?
You’ll be happy to hear that I’ve been writing music again. I can’t remember the last time I have felt so inspired to create. There are roughly five or six songs now waiting to be recording. I’m not sure if I even really remember how to record, but I know my Dad will be able to help me out if I get stuck. He’s the expert, after all.
Speaking of which, last night, I finally found the courage to book plane tickets to visit my family! I'm so brave. The Organist and I will be heading down to NSW in early July. Hopefully you and I can find some time to catch up. I look forward to sitting on your balcony again, watching the cockatoos fly by.
What else do I have to tell you? Oh, yes—my hibiscus is in flower again. A gorgeous pale-orange bloom with a pink centre. The flowers only seem to last a day or two, but there are so many buds this time that that doesn’t matter. Once they die, another one will soon bloom and replace it. Take a look:
Right now, I have a bit of a stomach-ache. All I’ve consumed in the last eight hours is coffee and wine. Not my best choice, I admit. The Organist is currently preparing dinner though, so hopefully something solid on my stomach will help.
The song for today is:
いきのこり●ぼくら – Ichiko Aoba
It is the perfect song to read to. In fact, most of Aoba’s stuff is perfect reading music. It helps that I can't speak Japanese, otherwise I'd be focusing too much on the lyrics.
Love,
The Gardener