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Thursday while Leofwyna was gone to music practice I cut and sewed up her gold-tan linen open-sided surcoat.  Friday she was using the sewing machine for a tunic so I packed up camera key and sorted a little besides.  While I was ironing the quilt tops for Kronberg I saw the new, little neighbor girl passing along our sidewalk and caught her picking daffidils; at ten years of age she certainly should know better.  I let Leofowyna do the talking with her as I tend to be somewhat harsh.