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It's A New Dawn, It's a New Day, and I'm Feeling Good


I am up early this morning preparing to write my paper for Humanities on The Book of the Courtier. It is a lengthy discourse on what today we would call a Renaissance man, although, it is completely contemporary, aside from the fact that we no longer consider it important for a man to be a great warrior. It isn't due yet, but I decided to try and get it out of the way if I can. I have two tests this Thursday; today seems like a good day to use for the paper.

Our poor little Baxter is still under the weather, however, he is eating, and drinking, so that's a good sign. We took him with us when we went to the farmer's market yesterday after church and he walked a bit. The big news is that Bruce talked to the manager again and we are going to display March 18! We bought the canopy yesterday at Costco, as well as more frames. This is a very scary business but time will tell whether it was a good idea or not!

Our darling Matthew called yesterday morning from his office in London--acquiring internet in his apartment is proving to be a challenge. He sounded spectacular--already out on Saturday night with friends, moved into his apartment, and been to a concert. Work is going great for him as well. Jonathan's softball team won their first game, so he was excited, and David continues to make money hand over fist even when the market is down. Bill is doing well studying for his licensing exams--in other words, the Peck boys (men) are grand.

One thing I have noticed since we have been going out a bunch on the weekends is that there are all sorts of people, who like all sorts of things. At the market yesterday, there were a contingent of bird people. Who knew?
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