Daisy is in town for her monthly supply run; on the list for this trip is more of the notebooks she uses to supplement her only-mostly-perfect memory. The selection at the general store is a little thinner than usual, though, and her preferred brand of unassuming diary is out of stock entirely. Perusing the rest of the books on offer, she finds a few of the same size that will pack neatly with the others, and selects a lovely purple floral one, its colors matching some of the enameled flowers on her arms and torso, to take home today; she'll put in an order for more of her usual on her way out of the store.

It takes a few weeks for Daisy to fill in the last few pages of her old notebook, writing a condensed account of the day-to-day goings-on at the homestead she shares with Pradnakt. She starts the new one with no particular fanfare:

Log #98

23/8/12: Garden & animals normal. Discussed melon project again; perhaps this fall. Pradnakt has started work on a new sculpture; freestanding blue-and-gold galaxyscape piece. Discussed library funding; Pradnakt approved new adult fiction collection.