"Pongáio" was the name my Aunt Mona gave to a long, green, cool room where we gathered at her home —
replete with comfy chairs, a rocker, sewing machine, sewing goods, beautiful beads, shelves, books, bibelots, photographs, odds'n'ends, mementos of a life, treasures —
a gathering of all the useful & 'useless' things that so make life a pleasure.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

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Very windy last night, with a metal gate booming closed intermitently... waking me up.

Everyone slept poorly I believe, so humors this morning at breakfast pretty much nil-to-bad.

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