Dreamed of imagining walking uphill from my home and ending up walking along the watershed between Lake Superior and Hudson Bay; going to a ballet with Moira and watching it on computer screens; a Clint Eastwood mystery involving objects thrown off a bridge into a river in a big city (from The Road to Perdition?).
Walked out to the park, and it was like the rain stopped for my walk!
Dinner was steak.
Dawn taught a samba lesson with compesos and botofogo. She also led a samba line dance.
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