when morgana and i got home, the wind had picked up and chanda and i went outside to catch the breeze.


it was a perfect night for running up and down the block . .
and for watching the tree branches fly about . .
and for demonstrating ballet combinations from the morning's dance class . .
for dinner morgana and i had picked up half a pound of niman ranch jambon royale from murray's, and then some ba tempte pickles from dag's. korrina made a box of bunny macaroni.
there was also some leftover chili from last night.
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this morning we finally said good-bye to the loft bed AND the queen sized futon mattress. i had put it up on freecycle and a young man from new jersey came out with a van this morning to pick it up. he has a family so it'll have a another good busy life for itself. i didn't mind getting rid of the loft bed, but i cried after he left with the mattress. it was from the japanese store yao han, and we often all slept on it together. it had been one of our family beds, though the other one is still in the living room. funny how memories embody themselves in objects.
























































