It's peach season. As I walk down my street I dodge the flying peaches. Discarded in the custom of taking one bite, tossing the peach, and then continuing with the bargaining process for basket after basket of peaches direct from the countryside.
Saturday, May 27, 2006
We can actually read and write some Chinese now. This is our flat advertisement, supplemented by a wonderful drawing by Matilda.
It's peach season. As I walk down my street I dodge the flying peaches. Discarded in the custom of taking one bite, tossing the peach, and then continuing with the bargaining process for basket after basket of peaches direct from the countryside.
It's peach season. As I walk down my street I dodge the flying peaches. Discarded in the custom of taking one bite, tossing the peach, and then continuing with the bargaining process for basket after basket of peaches direct from the countryside.
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