Fresh Greenery After the Rain (Osaka Dialect Version)

Bakuzen and Kunan Kunan's articles, I was once again struck by the charm of dialects.

I have always found the sound of dialects to be very comforting, and it makes me realize that Japan is a small country that contains even smaller nations within it.

Thinking about how each one continues to protect its own ethnicity and traditions makes me feel happy somehow.

I felt inspired, so today I'd like to write a casual post in dialect.

Fresh Greenery After the Rain

When I was wandering around note, my eyes caught an article by Olive.

It was just a parade of beautiful greens. It was almost blinding.

Come to think of it, once cherry blossom season is over, it's already the season for fresh greenery. The seasons just keep moving along without caring about us.

The greenery on my balcony has grown wild, and if I don't give it a haircut before it gets hot, it's going to be a disaster.

The three types of 'asparagus' I grew from tiny houseplants have grown so well that they're acting like they own the place.

To be honest, the time for repotting has long passed, but since there's nothing I can do if they get into even bigger pots, I'm just pretending I didn't see it. Is that not allowed?

It's not hot or cold, it's just the perfect season.

So, while I was on my way to the local supermarket earlier, I decided to take a walk around the apartment complex.

And wow, it was in full bloom with magnificent greenery here too!

Oh, I had Google-sensei tell me the name, so it should be correct. If it's wrong, let me know and I'll scold Google-sensei.

From yesterday evening all through the night, there was such a fierce wind and rain, and this morning, when I put on my slippers to hang out the laundry on the balcony, they were so cold that I was startled and ended up shouting, 'Eek!'

My husband muttered, 'You're an idiot, aren't you?' and while I was a bit annoyed, it's the truth, so what can you do?

When I wrung out my socks, a whole lot of water came out and got all over my jeans.

I really am an idiot. What am I doing?

I was so clumsy I had to laugh.

But you know what?
Thanks to that rain, the greenery has become lush and much more vibrant.

That's exactly what you'd call 'leaves dripping with water'.

When I looked up, the cherry blossoms that were in full bloom just the other day had completely fallen, and now everything here is just one shade of green.

Soon the cicadas will be chirping, and the caterpillars will be out, won't they?

The azaleas are just about one step away from full bloom, too.

Even with the same green, there are so many different shades, aren't there?
The colors of nature really are wonderful.

It's a blessing to be able to feel the seasons.

I'd be happy if you'd take the baton for the dialect challenge.
Next, someone please write an article in your dialect.
I'd be glad if you could use this as a topic,
what do you think?

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Oh, that's right. A little while ago, a note magazine featured my previous
article on Yoshinaka, but did that magazine even exist before?

Maybe it was created recently. That could be it.