Fly away tyme

"Give some to your sister in Singapore", he said. He pulled the ripe, yellow biwa (loquat) from the leaves and gathered about 20 odd pieces.
"That's not enough", I said, "you have lots more on the tree", I insisted.
"No, leave some for the birds, don't be greedy. We have to share with the birds", he said.
With questioning look, I said quietly, "I don't have a chance fighting with the birds!"
This time the biwa harvest came abundantly compared to the first fruiting season last year. I wrapped up those biwa fruits and gingerly packed them in Minako's luggage.

She left Okinawa this morning. She has 3 and half hour lay over time at Taiwan Airport. I just found out from her that there is a solat room on the departure floor there. I've been in and out of that airport like 10 times for the past 12 years and yet I didn't know about it. How stupid I sometimes feel. I always have layover time about 3 hours in and out of the airport. All those waiting time, I'd sit on the chair at the transit hall, doing my solat, jamaq and qasar [zohor and asar]. Minako told me they prepared a comfortable room for solat at both terminals there.
Anyway, now that I know, the next time, I will use the solat room to wait and relax in transit.

This is the lunch I packed for her. 4 triangles of onigiri (rice ball-nasi kepal) with pickled plum (umeboshi) and shishou leaves plus a bag of sliced steamed sweet potatoes. That would be very filling for her. One rice ball is about the size of two plates of rice, so don't be deceived by its look.

Now that the two men in this house have gone to sleep and Minako is already in Singapore again, what happen to me?

Alone again, naturally.