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February 24: Waiting for spring, 　　　　　by Mie

I see a bamboo bush in the backyard through the dinning room window. Occasional whispering breeze scatters the withered leaves of the bamboo. Yes, it is called "Bamboo spring" now.

At the corner of the garden, I found tightly grown green grasses that hold tiny blue flowers - Inufuguri- announcing the arrival of spring.

An Ume tree has already had some white small flowers as usual and releases the fragrance around the garden.

a few years ago, I found beautiful flowers of Japanese lily in my friend's garden and asked her to share the bulbs. I planted under the Ume tree. The bulbs grew large into bush and hold many flowers in the still cold wind.

Haiku:
"I lifted the phone with my fingers dyed by the aroma of the lily."

Fallen seeds from my palm have bloomed tiny pink flowers of primula.

I love fragrance-violet very much. I am very happy to see the flowers increasing each year in number.

Today, I bought back from a flower shop some seedlings of primula, and planted them on the garden. They have brought spring to my garden at once.

I joined Haiku class today and got a piece of twig that holds pink use flowers. I decorated Hina Dolls with it. A couple of tiny doll has opened spring in my room as well.

Calendar has already told that spring has come, but the cold north wind still prevails in February. The shadow of the leaves, reflecting on the paper screen of the Japanese room, tells that real spring is just ahead, however.
I am longing for real spring.

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February 24: Waiting for spring, 　　　　　by Mie
	I see a bamboo bush in the backyard through the dinning room window. Occasional whispering breeze scatters the withered leaves of the bamboo. Yes, it is called "Bamboo spring" now.
At the corner of the garden, I found tightly grown green grasses that hold tiny blue flowers - Inufuguri- announcing the arrival of spring.
An Ume tree has already had some white small flowers as usual and releases the fragrance around the garden.
	a few years ago, I found beautiful flowers of Japanese lily in my friend's garden and asked her to share the bulbs. I planted under the Ume tree. The bulbs grew large into bush and hold many flowers in the still cold wind. Haiku: "I lifted the phone with my fingers dyed by the aroma of the lily."
Fallen seeds from my palm have bloomed tiny pink flowers of primula.
	I love fragrance-violet very much. I am very happy to see the flowers increasing each year in number.
Today, I bought back from a flower shop some seedlings of primula, and planted them on the garden. They have brought spring to my garden at once.
	I joined Haiku class today and got a piece of twig that holds pink use flowers. I decorated Hina Dolls with it. A couple of tiny doll has opened spring in my room as well.
Calendar has already told that spring has come, but the cold north wind still prevails in February. The shadow of the leaves, reflecting on the paper screen of the Japanese room, tells that real spring is just ahead, however. I am longing for real spring.