In a blog I wrote in the spring, I talked about a cat being born in the yard and the kitten disappearing after heavy rain, but the same mother gave birth again in our yard.I wonder what it feels like to be a stray cat, but it seems that cats and people are close to each other, and I want to stay far away.



It's been raining suddenly since the beginning of September, and when I think about it, it's sunny and mysterious, but I like that weather unexpectedly.
The rain-soaked bangs that started to fall, and the place where I looked at each other while saying in my heart to the same wet person, "It fell," the city is a mystery when it's sunny like a lie. Everything that is wrapped in a sense of unity is the real thrill of this season.


That's the end of summer.The morning glory that I was raising also bloomed one flower on the 92nd day, and then continued!I made many flowers bloom as much as I said.Thank you for your support.


What will you remember when this summer is over?
I heard the band about the frog in the park, or the auntie of the greengrocer!I wonder if I was finally able to live in front of the audience.No, I may have forgotten the deadline by next summer.
However, I will never forget the face of the person who said, "What is your favorite summer song? Oh, I don't think it suits you when you listen to such a song."

Looking back, it was a dull time compared to the usual year, but I'm sure I didn't do anything and did something.
If I were "Summer 2020", I would be depressed saying "I don't know what it is, but I'm sorry for the time being."
I want to hug you, "What are you doing now! I like this summer too."



Sea (updated 2020.09.24)