Circle in the Dining Room

Sunday: A lazy morning, yogurt and cold coffee. Guitar. MB came home, and I played for her while she ate. She read me a great essay about a metallic woodpecker noise. Down basement, as MB installed a trellis along the driveway. Pulled some financial documents together. It turned out that the circle was meeting at our house rather than the dojo. I spent some time in the backyard with Leo. Then, the first circle meeting with my new guitar. It was an interesting coincidence that the first meeting with this guitar was held in the same room where Victor first suggested I look for a new instrument, almost 2 years ago. Gus wanted to join the circle. Snacks.