蔦、ムクムク、新芽

日々、芽が出てくる、新芽がまるで枯木に花咲くように出てくる。

自宅の塀を覆っていた蔦をだいぶ整理してリセット、一部を室内で育てはじめ、最初は枝の切れ端を水につけ、植物活力素も投入、まずは新しい気根が出て長く伸びるまでと思っていたが、白い気根が何本か見えた途端に新芽がムクムクと。

朝と夕で違いがわかるくらい、伸びるのが早い、生命力が強いのか、環境に慣れてきたのか、蔦は何か絡みつくものがあってはじめて取り付くように伸びていくそうなので、室内だと横に広がるだけらしい。

ただ、その伸びる様を見ているのが面白くて、キッチンに置いているのだが、キッチンに立つ度に見入ってしまう。成長していく様が楽しい。植物を育てる楽しみとはこういうものかと、この歳にして初めて思うなんて。

枯らすのが得意だったから小学生の頃、朝顔も何も花が咲いたことがなく、興味もなかったのに。

日々変わるものは見ていて楽しいし、飽きないな、そこは建築に似ている。工事中は当然毎日出来上がっていくから、その様を見ているのは設計者として至福の時だし、完成してから、そう設計者は一所懸命に心血注いでつくっても、自分では住めない、使うことはない、それが、きっと楽しいんだろな、いいんだろうな、なんて思いながら引き渡すのだが、その後見に行くと、住む人色、使う人色に染まって、自分の想像していた変化とは違っていたりすると、またそれが、その様を見るのが楽しい。

自分の想像では、部屋中、蔦だらけになり、蔦に埋もれて、蔦の間で寝て、蔦からひょっこりと顔を出す予定なのだが、どうなることやら。

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"Salmon, Mukumuku, Sprout"

Every day, buds come out, and new shoots come out like flowers in dead trees.

Organize and reset the cocoons that covered the cocoons at home, start growing some of them indoors, first put a piece of branch into the water, add plant vitality, first think that new air roots will come out and grow long However, as soon as some white air roots were seen, the shoots were muffled.

As you can see the difference between morning and evening, it grows fast, it is strong life force, whether you have become accustomed to the environment, it seems that it grows as if it is tangled up for the first time, so it is next to the room It just seems to spread.

However, it is interesting to see how it grows, and I put it in the kitchen, but I see it every time I stand in the kitchen. It 's fun to grow up. It 's the first time I 've ever thought that plant fun is like this.

I was good at withering, so when I was in elementary school, I had no flower in the morning glory and I was not interested.

It's fun to see things that change every day, and I'm never bored. It's like architecture. Of course, it is completed every day during the construction, so it's blissful as a designer who sees it like that, and even after it is completed, the designer can not live on his own even if he works hard and makes it I don't use it, but I'm sure it's fun, I'm glad I hand it over, but when I went to see it, I was dyed by the color of the people who lived and the people I used, I imagined If it is different from change, it is fun to see it again.

In my imagination, I'm going to be full of cocoons in my room, buried in cocoons, sleep between cocoons, and sneak out of my niece, but what happens.

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