Ａ ｐｒｅｔｔｙ ｗｏｍａｎ
Ａ ｐｒｅｔｔｙ ｗｏｍａｎ ｖｉｓｉｔｅｄ ａ ｖｉｌｌａ．
She readed the poem of Emily Dicｋinson there.
For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ecstasy.
a tree house
Ｉ ｍａｄｅ ａ ｔｒｅｅ ｈｏｕｓｅ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｗｏｏｄｓ．
Ｓｏｍｅｔｉｍｅｓ ｍａｎｙ ｂｉｒｄｓ ｖｉｓｉｔ ｔｈｅ ｈｏｕｓｅ ｆｏｒ ｅｎｊｏｙｉｎｇ ｗｉｔｈ ｍｅ．
Ｙｅｓｔｅｒｄａｙ ａ ｂｉｒｄ ｓｔａｙ ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｍｙ ｈｅａｄ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｅ ｆｉｒｓｔ ｔｉｍｅ．
タグ ：A tree house
An antique Chiness tea cup
時計草
私の山荘に咲いている時計草、
エミリーデキンスンは生前は3編の詩を公表しただけで無名で死んだのです、
しかし自信はあったのです、それが前回の蜘蛛にその気持ちが出ています、
蜘蛛は芸術家として
雇われたことはない、
その才能は認められているのに。
Ａ ｓｐｉｄｅｒ
Ｔｈｅｒｅ ａｒｅ ｍａｎｙ ｓｐｉｄｅｒｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｗｏｏｄｓ ａｎｄ ａｒｏｕｎｄ ｍｙ ｈｏｍｅ．
Ｄｏ ｙｏｕ ｌｉｋｅ ｉｔ？
Ｅｍｉｌｙ Ｄｉｃｋｉｎｓｏｎ－Ａｎｅｒｉｃａｎ ｐｏｅｔ ｗｒｏｔｅＴｈｅ ｓｐｉｄｅｒ ａｓ ａｎ ａｒｔｉｓｔ
Ｈａｓ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｂｅｅｎ ｅｍｐｌｏｙｅｄ－
Ｔｈｏｕｇｈ ｈｉｓ ｓｕｒｐａｓｓｉｎｇ Ｍｅｒｉｔ
Ｉｓ ｆｒｅｅｌｙ ｃｅｒｔｉｆｉｅｄ
A snake，Emily Dickinson
A narrow Fellow in the Grass
Occasionally rides -
Several of Nature's People
I know, and they know me -
I feel for them a transport
Or cordiality -
But never met this Fellow
Attended, or alone
Without a tightter breathing
And Zero at the Bone -
タグ ：a snake
Old tool
Old tool
There is a old heater in my villa,
We call it Hibachi in Japanese.
It was made of copper about 100 years ago in Japan.
I use it as heater in winter.
It is only heater in my house except a cat.
タグ ：Old tool
flower
Ｔａｒａ’ｓ ｂｕｄ
Ｉｎ ｓｐｒｉｎｇ ｗｅ ｇｅｔ Ｔａｒａ’ｓ ｂｕｄｓ ｉｎ ｍｏｕｎｔａｉｎ．
We call it the bud of Tara in Japanese.
It is very delicious for us.
タグ ：delicious
2008年04月14日 Posted by isigaki at 21:45 │the mountain
vegetable
mushroom
Ｗｈａｔ ｄｏ ｙｏｕ ｓｅｅ ｔｈｅｍ？
Ｔｈｅｙ ａｒｅ ｔｈｅ ｍｕｓｈｒｏｏｍ ｔｒｅｅｓ．
Ｗｅ ｃａｌｌ ｉｔ Ｓｈｉｔａｋｅ ｉｎ Ｊａｐａｍｅｓｅ．
Ｍy friend gives me them very much in the mountain.
2008年02月12日 Posted by isigaki at 12:47 │the mountain
society
Society is commonly too cheap.
We meet at very short intervals, not havinｇ had time to acquire any new values for each other.
タグ ：society
2008年01月19日 Posted by isigaki at 16:41 │human relation
stole
The poem
I would like to speak to them.
You know,
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones.
Thieves?
There is a story in the mountain.
Two wrong men come the villa,
One of them gets into the villa from window Novenber 23.
He researchs for some valuable things in the every room.
the villa
There is a villa deep in the woods in Japan.
A man lives alone there.
Nobody cares him, he doesn't care anybody.
