i woke in the early morning to a beautiful sun shining into the dining room.
i sat down to have earl grey tea in nana's oriental teapot.
after breakfast chanda worked on her geometric shapes . .
she thought it came out looking like a bulldog face.
a rocket ship.
morgana worked on her odysseus story.
reaching high for a branch for this huge tree . .
chanda got distracted by a pothole . . i don't know what she was finding . .
back home again . .
we went around to the backyard to climb on the favorite climbing tree.
and to stand on the favorite rock which i remember standing on when i was younger than chanda . . and the trees were not around! it's funny how in the 1960's there wasn't all the vegetation . .
we gather acorn tops, forsythia, berries, dandelions and twig branches.
they came back to work on their daffodil drawings . .
the clouds were so beautiful!
morgana sliced her daffodil open to observe the unripe seeds.
the filaments of the stamens are grown fast to the sides of the tube, enough remaining free to press the anthers close to the style. the ovary is triangular in outline and is large enough to hold two rows of white, shining, unripe seeds. each of these cavities is partitioned from the others by a green wall.
i began making dinner.
it was a full moon.
we had spaghetti and meatballs. i think we brought them from home.






























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