Mrs. Sung's kitchen girl answered the door just before dinner. It was one of the many Chen boys stopping by to inquire if she had seen Exceeding Joy, Uncle Tu's wayward bird, flitting about.
Little Kwai answered. "I have no idea where that bird has gone. Why would you expect it ever to come back?"
~writing from New York
Laughing over what a character that little bird was. He is a force to be reckoned with! Lovely painting.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous painting! And I love the little stories that you write with them. :) Silke
ReplyDeleteBeatiful and sweet. saludos paty
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ReplyDeleteHappy times.
I love everything here.
Love Renee xoxo
Beautiful work, I love your characters and the color palette warm and relaxing...
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Sooooooo beautiful! I love it! You are amazing!
ReplyDeleteThe question being, WOULD one expect a bird ever to come back?
ReplyDeleteMy French grandmother kept turtledoves in huge floor-to-ceiling cages. When I was a child, this seemed reasonable. They sang beautifully. They had more room than most caged birds. They seemed content.
... were they??