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Dear Pippa,

During morning stretches in the orchard, I stood very elegantly on one leg. Then I thought of you and lost my balance. You have quite an effect on my finest posture.

Yours, Pio ♡

Dear Pio,

Your posture was surely splendid. Tomorrow I will practise beside you, so we can topple over with dignity together. Afterwards, breakfast in the dovecote. I have already selected the sunflower seeds.

Yours, Pippa ♡

Dear Pippa,

I reserved two soft patches of clover for our dignified landing. My trainer calls it preparation. I call it looking forward to you. The business of balance can wait.

Yours, Pio ♡