There was an unscheduled unexplained power outage, the humidity was oppressive; and the semi-dark room didn’t seem consistent with exchanging ideas.

My friend Crysta held classes:crysta.jpgUnder the trees (crysta in a red blouse and black pants)

3crysta.jpgStill teaching; i could imagine the birds chirping and the wind sighing 5crysta.jpg Down came the rain

6crysta.jpg and washed the spider out

(actually, kanina pa nakapayong ‘yung naka-pink, hinarap kay crysta)

7crysta.jpg To the coffeshops!


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