“What would you like to say to your fans?” I said to Peeko, and snapped this photo.😊🐱^
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The Portrait of a Lady by Henry James is so funny.
I’d found myself more irritable overall though when I was following strictly the schedule for the Goodreads group, Old Books, New Readers, and I thought I couldn’t read past the chapter given to the group for that week, even if I wanted to.
But I stopped limiting myself tonight and did so freely, a refreshing silent reading in the day and even more tonight; I feel happier because of that. (Is the novel The Portrait of a Lady by Henry James the answer to happiness? No. Do I want to say more on the answer to happiness or my own? No.)
💕🐱😇😊
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Peeko also seemed especially proud of his literary skills, wanting to specifically show his Dad that he was reading this book / listening to it, would wink at his Dad kind of teasingly like watch this, as Dan didn’t seem to find Peeko’s literary talent that incredibly exciting himself but was not unkind. The author Henry James and Dan have nearby birthdays, and are both of English heritage. 😉
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With my painting, “Jasmine and Jewels.” 😊🐱🎨—Peeko
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My painting in progress has a full background layer: light tan, brown, pale blue, white, and blushing rose. The poem I had began writing is so new that I can’t even mention it.
*I am tempted to rule this post out about myself as “unnecessary,” but I will leave this note here instead for the reader.
Blush of Dawn 