I had my first lesson with Fukunari-sensei in over a month. It was good to be back in her caring teaching embrace, sipping her tea and realizing that the hour was once again passing without eating the treat she had brought me. We talked about the weather and learning to play music. It's typhoon season and she's started to learn piano and flute. She taught me about the lesson's grammar: connecting similar ideas into one sentence.
Another great wind came to the Kansai area, rustling the night and cooling the day. Fall is teasing summer. One day it will be winter. One day I will know more Japanese. One day I will no longer live in Japan.