
448. The flower-bearer, who has brightened my office many times, welcoming me into her world and introducing me to as many of her acquaintances as possible.
450. Invitations, even when I can't accept them.
453. Crafting, creating, sharing, eating, analyzing in the midst of a farm with another dear friend.
454, 455. A full moon in the east on the night's drive home, and the same full moon in the west on the morning's brisk walk.
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