Go fly a kite

I thought for a moment that M was going to lift off.

We had a big windy day on Saturday, and decided to break out the 200 Yen Dragonball kite that m had picked out at the convenience store a while back. After the kite took a few dives into the bushes, we fixed the rips with some tape, and the kite suddenly went professional, soaring high and making great swoops back and forth across the sky. I thought it was a bit strong, but m had her hand on the throttle and took to it like a natural.

The rest of the day was spent running around the farmers' markets on the fresh vegetable hunt, preparing all the old futons, kitchen stuff, and lots of crap that has to be thrown out before the houses get torn down. Then, to our great surprise, the daughter of the old man who owns the house alongside the driveway showed up, introduced herself, and was very friendly. We told her that we'd sent her father a letter, since he was in the hospital, because we wanted permission to let construction vehicles cross over about two feet of her concrete driveway so that they could enter our place. "My father said no," she said, but she was smiling. "He's a very stubborn man who grew up in his little house his whole life, and he won't give in."

So I guess it's time to talk about the one great negative about our moving down to Akiya.

The driveway.

But I'm tired, and it takes a lot out of me to even think of this. It has, after all, been a three-year-long battle.

So maybe next time.