Liz's dad, the lovely Mr W traveled a lot for his job. Not the way my dad traveled or my husband travels, but proper traveling. Mr W was a traveler and his favourite place was Japan. When he was home he tried enthusiastically to tell Liz, and me, as her tag a long friend, all about Japan. He wanted to show us photos, tell us about the buildings, the countryside, the culture, the lovely people and the technology. Yes, the technology. We were of course interested in the "not an original artist" LPs he brought home (long playing records in old money). Other than that we ran off to further discuss the delights of Edwin in the church choir and whether he smiled at us last week. We were good friends, we were happy to share Edwin.
Now of course, I find myself drawn to Japan and wish I had listened better, or even at all. I don't understand all the new technology but I get excited to see the apple watch, the new tiny lap top as much as the next non geeky geek. I am interested in the culture, the countryside, the architecture and the fabric.
Out of the blue, my son's partner got me a brilliant Christmas present, a gift that keeps on giving. A year's subscription to the Japanese swatch club from The Eternal Maker. Every month six 5" block fabric squares arrive on my doorstep. Over the year that's oh, 6 x 12 which is 72 squares, Some are intrinsically Japanese to me, the little animals, the architecture, the style and some just happen to be from Japan. So far I have stroked and petted and admired. At the end of the year I will sew.
Tomomi from Slaney Handcraft included a lovely little Japanese bag with her bee squares for me last year. It is a lovely bit of zakka, a household bag designed to be beautiful as well as functional. Rather like William Morris in thinking. Of course then I rushed to buy a book of Zakka sewing.
I took part in a private swap with Celine, of espiritpatchblog with couple of hand pieced book blocks. Celine preferred Japanese kokka fabric. After googling it I decided I wanted kokka too. I need to make a few more, but these will make a lovely mini quilt. Some day.
So, I wasn't surprised when drawn to the translated Japanese novel, Strange Weather in Tokyo by Hiromi Kawakami. I don't generally read translated novels. That doesn't mean I read them in their original language either! I find the translations often clunky and that annoys me. I did like the picture on the front though.
Doesn't my book look sweet next to the little cup that was peeking out of the charity shop window in Oxford? It may be a present for a certain friend. I'm sure she won't mind me using it as a prop.
The new bloggers hop is taking a two week break. Chance for me to check out some of the other blogs. You should have a look too.
All the best
linking up with 52 books in 52 weeks challenge. By now I should have read 26 books. Weather is waaay too hot to count.