After lunch, I packed a bag, my purse, and canteen, and camped out at the library all day (it was a great time!) while construction was being done admirably at the apartment. 🙏💕Peeko’s been having the best time himself at home as he enjoys hands on projects and broadening his skillset. 🐱

I checked on the epic poetry book The Faery Queene 📗by Sir Edmund Spenser, by power walking to the poetry shelf for some good fast cardio-like movement and then right back to where I was sitting, as I’d not been back to see the book on the shelf since I’d borrowed the very old library copy myself (1920s print I believe), read it fully, and then glued it with loving care to its highest condition before returning it safely to the library by its due date. I was proud to see it today looking so strong and in such esteemed condition, with a brand new take on life.

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I worked on my sketch alone on this great wooden table, the sky turning to plum with a soft caress of rose blush just before dark… (and with fairy artwork on either walls.)

The sky was not 😘❌🌄🔐 sent a kiss then as it was too empty a library for that kind of attention on me and also too filled in the same way for me to not be noticed.

Everything on the table is mine or was about to be checked out by me, except for the hand sanitizer. And the sketch was skillfully hidden by turning to the other side of the paper for the quick photo.

🔐🗝🤫😊🗝🔐

I am pretty sure May Ziadeh referred to herself as ’Mimi’ in her first poetry book…is that your garden, Baby?

And are these my flowers? ☺️

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Previously: The Mansion Where May Ziadeh Lived and Her Refrain I’d Heard in My Heart Answered