yesterday, the 19th (oh darn, the minute just ticked over making this post two days late by some calendars)

i brought gold to merri creek and dropped it in, feeling like a gorgeous egg-laying goose.

then, this one slept on the banks of the creek, feeling held, supported, safe.

in the evening, friends known in vancouver joined new friends met in oz for dinner and the chocolate revolution.

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