Brooklyn Bridge

As you know,
The Brooklyn Bridge is a suspension bridge
over the East River, connecting Manhattan and Brooklyn.

The first thing this morning,
I happened to find this picture in the newspaper.



Surprisingly, it's not a photo, but a hand drawing
by Mr.Yuji Tezuka, with the Japanese traditional style
of painting technique.

I'm fascinated with this picture.
Its title is "Rainy Brooklyn Bridge".

I don't know why, but I love this bridge.
It shows different looks from different angles.





The first time I stayed in New York,
I would always try to catch the sight of it
while walking in the city, but never reached it.

I wished I would really like to walk across the bridge,
and it was my assignment for the next visit.

In 1988, we made it !



Not a few people were walking, jogging and cycling.

We went to the end, and then came back to Manhattan again.
Only walking, but we enjoyed that walking.

When we visited NY two years ago,
we were walking on it again.(^o^)
It may sound funny,
but I love it just as much !

We are saving 500yen coins so that we can go there again.
I don't know when, but some day, definitely ! :-)

Today

When I look up the word, "徒然turedure,"
in a dictionary, I find its translation
as follows:
--- to kill one's boredom ----

But, I don't agree with the conception.

Boredom ?

No, I am not bored.

Today, I have no work.
I've already finished preparing for dinner,
because some of my son's friends will come.
They want me to cook keema curry, so
I made it yesterday so that it would taste
better.

So, I'm perfectly free now.
Never bored.

I don't remember when I had such a free time
last.
I have nothing special to do actually, which
I really enjoy.

With a cup of hot milk and PC beside me,
I'm doing this and that.
Also a few kinds of knitting yarn are
on the table, and I'm wondering which to
choose for today.

And it's my “ture-dure” dairy.☆

What comforts me ?

I can’t go out freely under the circumstances,
for the time being, where a member of my
family needs my help because of her aging.
Since I’ve been leading busy days,
I feel all the happier when I find something
new and fantastic even if it’s a trifle.

I’m now thinking about what comforts me.

First, as you know, when I’m focusing on
my knitting and dying, I can find a big
pleasure.




This is Bûche de Noël.
The big brown one is my own making,
and the tiny white one was made by
my second daughter.

What I do on one day usually occurs to me
when I get up in the morning.
Sometimes knitting, sometimes dying, and
sometimes cooking, and so on.
In this sense, I have a feeling that I’ free.

Second, I love music and Slow Blues.
I can forget this and that,
and not only enjoy a lot of great musicians
but also communicating with nice friends
there.
It’s a very important moment for me.
I also want to be better at playing the
keyboard. I need more practice!

Third, I feel really comfortable
when I am doing something over a cup of
hot coffee, listening to the sound of
the classical guitar my son is playing.
The sound is soft and melancholic.

Fourth----

Ah, I can’t stop.
That’s likely to continue endlessly.

Well, there seem to be a lot of things
I can enjoy. (^_^)/~

What should I do today ?