結局、昨晩から雨、、、
In countless meetings within the flow of time,
We understood each other, our hearts aligned.
Days of scolding, nights of harsh cries,
The pain of parting, deep in my heart it lies.
Comfort is a wave upon the surface,
The light
2024/05/18
In the morning, I sprinkled herbicide in the garden. It was windy yesterday, and I gave up because it was about to hit me. It was mild weather today, so I finished the work with two bottles. This act against live weeds feels like a massacre
