In our small entrance hall now we have this. Mother bought these flowers yesterday ... for at the moment we have little flowers in our garden.
When I was young red rose was my favorite flower. Even now I like it, but now I prefer more natural, quiet flowers. This kind of roses seem to me too showy. No... maybe I should say that this flower doesn't mutch with my small wooden house, in a huge, old, gorgeous mansion it would look more beautiful. In a word red rose is Western flower, I think.
Today I have read a book, checked the photos of Mr.Uma (to make a kind of photo album) on computer, searched the internet for the information about Cornwall, practiced wearing kimono. I haven't seen a (homeless) cat at all today but heard their miaow some times. An ordinary, peaceful Saturday.
(I tried to wear another kimono today.)