I planted ”the tree of Pepe” in the forest of fairy tale.

It is a place that looks big in front of Mount Fuji, but it is hiding in the clouds today.

I wrote earlier "to both the sorrow and our tree" (link) reference.

"Forest of fairy tale" adjacent to the tennis court surface 9 of the villa village.
Still, forest that was Hide and Seek in the days my children were small.
Forest Pepe was a puppy grew up running around.
Slide. Blanco. And mushroom hut ...

One day, big tree which repeated hundreds of years of growth rings were killed off.
Villa residents grieving or were many,
Story that solicit donations for tree planting was holding up.
Type of tree to be selected, can you put a name tag on the tree.
Such as admission memorial grandchildren and what anniversary children andmarriage
Tree planting application is likely to be.
I also made ​​a donation to a very good plan.

I chose the tree blooms white flowers high in the sky in "Magnolia kobus".
I had written a "Pepe" in the name tag.
Decades later, the tree of fists raised in about 20 meters in height
It will bloom a cup of flower, such as a white bird flying against a blue sky.
At that time, Pepe and I would see it from the sky.

Mountain peony are in bloom in lonely.

Mountain Peony (scientific name: Paeonia Japonica).

The decrease forest road construction and deforestation, such as gardening for collecting,
It is designated Red List associate endangered of the Ministry of the Environment.

Mountain flower peony is in bloom to feel lonely in the forest.
It opens the neat and clean white petals of 5-6 cm prefer shade.
I like the beauty feeble likely click to the touch.
Flowers fall fleetingly in 2-3 days.

Before, I was the graffiti on the front door
Favorite phrase:
"Non, je ne suis jamais seul
Avec ma solitude "

Moustaki is singing "Ma Solitude"

My Loneliness

In so much as to have slept
With my loneliness
It has become my closest friend
My own kind of happiness

It is never far away
No shadow is so close
We never are apart
No matter where I go.

No, I never am alone
With my loneliness.

When in the shadow of my bed
It takes the entire space
The lonely nights that we have spent
Together, face to face

I cannot say just how far
It will go with me
Will I have to decide
To accept, or set it free?

No, I never am alone
With my loneliness.

And when my feeble life is o'er
Then and there it shall be free
But until then it will remain
A very special part of me

And should I prefer the love
Of another courtiere
Still we'll never be apart
But forever as we were.

No, I never am alone
With my loneliness.

No, I never am alone
With my loneliness.

Black shadow spoil the fun of my dog Pepe.

Walking looking for the smell of prey behavior of gun dog, 20 meter front of me.
Pepe walk the left side of me if I order "Heel". 

The maximum fun of my dog Pepe, walk in the evening.
I try to shoot with the iPhone black shadow is so interesting,
Pepe had to sit down right scared.
Days of puppy, Pepe is evil experience 
that was scolded broke chewing mobile phone,
Mobile phone and camera's scary more than anything.


Dandelion is shaking in the breeze.

"John Micke" Tobacco pouch, just like he was habitually.

Updated the "Painting & Poetry" (link)

Room with smell of creme de cassis ...

Updated the "Painting & Poetry" (link)

I want to be like Don Quixote.

Updated the "Painting & Poetry" (link)

"Le Ciel Dans Une Chambre"- Carla Bruni

Still, Fuji foothills is just trees who gave a small bud and fallen leaves,
Azalea bloom, it is warm in a short time.
Dandelion and violet is a cute flower bloom.
After all, I like the innocent of the wild grass.

Pepe to nap down comfortably. And I smoke the pipe.
Is this afternoon, creme de cassis is fragrant
Tobacco "Pipe66" of the German Kohlhase (link) is good.

"Le Ciel Dans Une Chambre"- Carla Bruni (link)

"The sky in a room"

All comes through just this beautiful and poetic title.
Before French first lady Carla Bruni sings in as the super model.
I do not know the poetry of French,
Please feel in the English translation.

"The sky in a room"

When you are close to me
This room hasn’t got any walls
But trees, yes, an infinity of trees
And when you are so close to me
It’s like this ceiling here
Didn’t exist anymore, i see the sky leaning towards us... 

who remain like this
Abandoned like this,
There is nothing more, no nothing more from the other world
I hear the harmonica... but we would say an organ
Which sings for you and me
Up there in the infinite sky
And for you and for me

When you are here with me
This room hasn't got any walls
But trees, an infinity of trees
And when you are close to me
This ceiling, not purple
Doesn't exist anymore, and i see the sky above us
Who remain here, abandoned like this,
There was nothing more, no nothing more in this world
The harmonica plays... it seems an organ to me
Which sings for you and me
In the immensity of the sky
And for you and for me
mmmhhhhhhhh
And for you and for me
mmmhhhhhhhh

The Cranes are Flying ”ЖУРАВЛИ”

Listen song old Soviet era, "The Cranes",
I thought out of the days of miserable defeat Japan.
I was a first grade elementary school.
"To become the soldier when I grow up"
I believed.

Night of the air strikes, at the entrance to the air-raid shelter
Light of the line of searchlights illuminate
The challenge boldly in only one plane to herd the B29 bomber
I saw a fire fighter to be shot down.
It went a little fire disappears fleetingly like a falling star.
Sky of Kobe was stained red.

Men who saw off toward the battlefield did not come home.
And, my father did not return.


In every era,  cry loudly people the "national interest",
Economic supremacist and maintain third place in world GDP,
The masses are sacrificed ....




Singer Mark Bernes (link) is most famous Soviet Union sings
This "The Cranes", based on a poem that celebrates 
the ancient warriors of the Caucasus,
It was dedicated to the soldiers who died in World War II.

Bernes, died two months after I recorded this song.
This song has been playing in his funeral.


Film, 1957, "ЛЕТЯТ ЖУРАВЛИ" (The Cranes are Flying)
The film won the Palme d'Or at the 11th Cannes Film Festival.
It wants to watch the video because it sells.

Журавли

Автор текста: Р.Гамзатов, Автор музыки: Я.Френкель

Мне кажется порою, что солдаты,

С кровавых не пришедшие полей,

Не в землю нашу полегли когда-то,

А превратились в белых журавлей.

Они, до сей поры, с времён тех дальних,

Летят и подают нам голоса.

Не потому ль так часто и печально

Мы замолкаем, глядя в небеса...

Летит, летит по небу клин усталый,

Летит в тумане на исходе дня.

И в том строю есть промежуток малый -

Быть может это место для меня.

Настанет день, и с журавлиной стаей

Я поплыву в такой же сизой мгле.

Из-под небес, по-птичьи окликая,

Всех вас, кого оставил на земле...

Мне кажется порою, что солдаты

С кровавых не пришедшие полей,

Не в землю нашу полегли когда-то,

А превратились в белых журавлей...

If I ask the world, the world deceive me.

Mt Fuji was beginning to be covered with gray clouds.
It will become rain tomorrow.
Twilight, Mount Fuji seen as my dog Pepe on the mountain road usual,
I like the appearance of this Fuji feel such sadness.
I was taken with iPhone.

Song of Yupanqui come hear.

Atahualpa Yupanqui of Argentina,
He is known writer, poet, composer, singer, as a guitar player.
This "Guitarra dimelo tu" (Guitar, you tell me) is,
It continued to fight with the absurdity of the world, he was forced to exile
One of the representative works of Yupanqui. Poetry, tightened my chest.

Conflict in the mind of Yupanqui,
It is also a conflict Pashifisuto modern Japan has.

If I ask the world,
the world deceive me,
each believes that does not change,
and changing others.

And spend the early mornings,
looking for a ray of light,
Why the night is so long.
Guitar, you tell me.

It becomes crude lie,
so yesterday was really tender,
and to the fertile soil,
becomes sandy.

And spend the early mornings,
looking for a ray of light,
Why the night is so long.
Guitar, you tell me.

Men are Gods dead,
derrumbao a while longer,
and his dreams were saved,
quedao shade only.

And I ask the world,
and the world deceive me,
each believes that does not change,
and changing others.

And spend the early mornings,
looking for a ray of light,
Why the night is so long.
Guitar, you tell me.

Smoking, Smoking, Anyway, this world is absurd.

78 days have passed since I started to pipe smoking.
I had continued to smoke until sleep at night and wake up in the morning.
About 2000 g maths and you'll see that on a empty cans that I have to smoke.
Maybe, I have to smoke nearly twice the normal smokers.

But with the leaves of tobacco with a pipe,
Aesthetics of the pipe as a craft, and cultural history of smoking,
I learned to concentrate enough to write a research articles.

While representing the photo, I was a little regret.
Expensive pipes their addition to tobacco can these.
The time being, I must live in the only smoke enduring rough food ...

I remember the old famous poem in Japan.

This poem represents the transience of Oriental feeling.
 
Smoking, smoking, smoking, 

full of smoke in the sky
Anyway, this world is absurd
Do not come back in the past
So, smoke, smoke, 

everything is smoke.

And I think the same kind of poetry liked in my school days.
Famous Apollinaire "Mirabeau Bridge"

I hurtling through the forest like a beast.

Today, Historic Motorsports service Grand Auto: Mr. Sakuma,
And who he came to re-adjust to fit my taste the XK120.
We were setting Repeat test run in a private road of the mountains.
The exciting run of XK120 that I do not think 60 years old,
We were still satisfied.

Warm gravel or good feeling in the spring sunshine,
My dog Pepe had been sleeping ...

I must provide a single malt whisky "Taliskar" ha ha ha...

The locals say, "Here's a the human have no place to live."
But, such a beautiful princess Magnolia are blooming in the garden.
The winding mountain road no oncoming vehicle,
White petals falling down in the driver's seat and running slowly.
It's a place to live with open sports car.


1954 Jaguar XK120SE / Inline-6 DOHC 3,442cc Twin SU H8 Carburettors 

Jaguar XK120SE became Alpine Rally specification.
Engine carburetor replaced big SU-H8 is beautiful,
I think to change enough in a transparent plastic hood.
Air cleaner because only net rough,
Pleasant sound is heard and intake throttle fueling.

Away with the other cars in the way,
There was no choice but to determine the acceleration performance,
Punch the throttle response at high rpm was sharp.
But because I got used to the acceleration of the Porsche of a different dimension,
Well, I just felt I screeds.
I tried to accelerate at 1000rpm 4 speed uphill always be tested,
Distinctive low revs torque XK engine had been restored.
I was worried it becomes difficult ride at low speeds, such as a city,
It is rather smooth, perfect !
Indeed, Mr. Sakuma engine tuning is excellent.

He asked me whether oversteer better,
Still, deep stroke of the brake pedal does not match after overhaul
I gave up and test the counter steer impossible.
For me to respond to requests on my test run,
Next week, he came to the foot of Mt Fuji for the setting again.
I feel became a professional racing driver !

By that time, his favorite Scotch whisky,
I must provide a single malt whisky "Taliskar".
ha ha ha.....