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Hazy Silver Winter’s One Day’s Memory

Silvered brain sharpens potential ideas. One winter day's mediumly shinty afternoon had shady path for me to walking and watching pefectly  reddened roses in one partitioned garden.


That field's air was coolly iced soil seen cearly beside roses, with attached frosts, visually broken sound was generated.
Behind that garden, so horizontally bigger brick residence was seen over there, inserting relatively rich spatial grass garden, and very elegantly fragrant older lady simply inclied her face beside the residential window, in one room beside the balcony, probably for her dress making or so, from my walking location, and my walking zone covered with air tense chilliness tightened my skin surface from my face toall my whole body.


Swallows flew around over top of my head, momentarily visually their appearance could be recognized to my eyes in looing over skies above that residence.


As well as my job fine line occasionally comes up to my mind site, walking step making my spiritual condtion was the same in being impacted by accidentally watchable everything.


Memory attracting walking route makes me freshened spirit for keeping several ideas, around writing something after going home, in terms of descriptively worthwhile theme for me.


Daydream at the time told me that air current would make bloomed flowers in these own terms in winter.


That town's shaved flat land made hind forests with deepened green bushes and darkness made by trees' line, giving me so strongly activating impression for visually appreciating these all over there, to me that moment's me.


I felt my body and brain autonomously crossed with my the moment's daydream accompanying various color, attended by flowers, flowering plants, grasses, weeds or so. All these attached with that blackened green forests made line intersperced at more widened range I could watch with birds eyes' view.


Mind forest evokes sweet icecream aten by me -at one so nice and easy wonderful nature park in my home vicinity. That park equipping one slot machine for purchasing icecream anytime tempts me to buy one it, when I visit there. Usually my fovorite sweetened chocolate one, I usually buy and lick it for pleasure.
By the way, chocolate or the kind icecream licking beautiful lady's mouth apprearance attatched with brown it as ingridient nature is anytime so seducing amrously guy's own mind, you know!


How could my memory stocking domain in my brain control guy's so impressively recollective memory around beautiful lady eating something at so good satisfaction to me as one of normal male ones?
What could do us so effectively?


I want to become that aten chocolate, that was another daydream I got at that day only in imaginary mind when I ate it.


After it, I thought about relevance between words and landscape.


My bodily tangible spatially given all sensed things evoke my another words.



Murkily paler sunny day's daydream roler coaster association around these several years' watching to any landscape occasionally I'd met at each chance to visit somewhere else.


Suddenly, military cargo airplane's engine sound was heard above my head over the skies, looking up to the skies of my action made me watch in so clear witnessing appearance in cut air with proceeding through the blue skies. Serially witnessed aspect was so clearly awoken to me at the moment.
That action evoked me another occasion's site for my recent past e.g. air show of fighter jet plane's acrobatic performance.


My mind was picturing spring's coming to us, that jet engine noise cheered me in picturing partially memorable past it with brighter spring blue skies which had jet figter's cutting though all over skies, my walking step after it was lightened and also thin path seemed to smile to me showing that expression.


Vaguely cool winter daytime's easy time going made me recollection to my youth days in my life, with several very exciting my travel experience with several objects.


Those days, my life was so wavy, but my mind was absorbing in everything, that was youth. And the kind of my life stance stands still, even now, and that is not bad, at least to me, that idea was held at hazy silver winter's one day's daytime.
An another memory was added to me again like that.





Feb. 6.,7th.    2022