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Ryan_G wrote:Mother,
I have been sitting in my library by the fire reading a most excellent book, well trying to read anyway. I find myself staring out the window more than anything. For some reason it is sleeting on this side of the castle, has been for hours actually. It made me think of the nursery song you would sing me as a baby.
The sun sets and the silver moon does rise
as the world of light dies.
The silver glow of the moon hides,
creatures of the nights as they tell their lies
They take no notice of the abandoned tower
as they slither about in the shadows for cover.
They take to the air and hover
in breathtaking awe and wonder.
As the night comes and goes,
the creatures cry "alas" and "woe."
They scurry back into their holes
as it starts to sleet and snow.
I think there were verses before those last three, but I really don't remember them. Anyway I think I'm am going to call Madame Ceja to bring me some tea as I sit here and contemplate this rather lovely book I'm reading. That is if I can stop staring out the window.
Your Son,
Ryan, King of Wordsmithonia
Wonderful, my son! I knew you had the poet inside of you! 
I almost forgot that song I sung. So many years ago! Enjoy your tea. By the way, what book are you reading tonight?
I was just now watching the weather news, and I see that the sleet IS hitting your side of the castle, and on mine, will be a lovely 80 degrees tomorrow! So many weathers around our castle grounds!
Time to turn in. I need to think of something to wear for the party next week. I've been so scattered lately with this headache! And I still have a letter to write to Lady Melissa, concerning our dragons meeting. I'm remiss in my correspondence! Please tell you sister that our butler will soon be down to his all, if she doesn't hurry up and get me our letterhead stationary soon.
Lovingly,
Qmummy
Dear Queen Mother of Wordsmithonia
Your mention of snow and sleet reminds me to tell you and other Wordsmithonians that the weather on this side of the Pond is forecast to be wet and windy on Wednesday April the First and so I suggest that you all carry transparent capes to put over your costumes, so that they are not obscured from Her Majesty, the Papparazzi or your Admiring Public.
Your mention of a silver moon reminded me of this poem by Walter de la Mare:-
Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy cote the white breast peep
Of doves in silver-feathered sleep;
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws and a silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream.
Until our next meeting I remain
Your UnLady Choisya.
KathyS wrote:
Ryan_G wrote:Mother,
I have been sitting in my library by the fire reading a most excellent book, well trying to read anyway. I find myself staring out the window more than anything. For some reason it is sleeting on this side of the castle, has been for hours actually. It made me think of the nursery song you would sing me as a baby.
The sun sets and the silver moon does rise
as the world of light dies.
The silver glow of the moon hides,
creatures of the nights as they tell their lies
They take no notice of the abandoned tower
as they slither about in the shadows for cover.
They take to the air and hover
in breathtaking awe and wonder.
As the night comes and goes,
the creatures cry "alas" and "woe."
They scurry back into their holes
as it starts to sleet and snow.
I think there were verses before those last three, but I really don't remember them. Anyway I think I'm am going to call Madame Ceja to bring me some tea as I sit here and contemplate this rather lovely book I'm reading. That is if I can stop staring out the window.
Your Son,
Ryan, King of Wordsmithonia
Wonderful, my son! I knew you had the poet inside of you!
I was just now watching the weather news, and I see that the sleet IS hitting your side of the castle, and on mine, will be a lovely 80 degrees tomorrow! So many weathers around our castle grounds!
Time to turn in. I need to think of something to wear for the party next week. I've been so scattered lately with this headache! And I still have a letter to write to Lady Melissa, concerning our dragons meeting. I'm remiss in my correspondence! Please tell you sister that our butler will soon be down to his all, if she doesn't hurry up and get me our letterhead stationary soon.
Lovingly,
Qmummy
KathyS wrote:
Wonderful, my son! I knew you had the poet inside of you!
I was just now watching the weather news, and I see that the sleet IS hitting your side of the castle, and on mine, will be a lovely 80 degrees tomorrow! So many weathers around our castle grounds!
Time to turn in. I need to think of something to wear for the party next week. I've been so scattered lately with this headache! And I still have a letter to write to Lady Melissa, concerning our dragons meeting. I'm remiss in my correspondence! Please tell you sister that our butler will soon be down to his all, if she doesn't hurry up and get me our letterhead stationary soon.
Lovingly,
Qmummy
Dearest brother, I have sent QMummy the stationary, she just refuses to use it because it is chewed at the corners. I think it adds a personal touch.
Dear Princess Debbook
I am afraid dogs are not allowed to run free in Her Majesty's Kingdom - not even Royal corgis. They could be arrested by the Police and impounded at the Battersea Dog's Home which is a very sad place, full of unclaimed and unwanted dogs
Also, her Majesty has to bear in mind that some of her guests may be afraid of dogs or that a Diplomatic Incident could be caused if they touched the food, clothing or person of certain guests whose religions forbid such contact. The Royal Corgi Enclosure is very large and I do not think your Hounds would feel unfree.
I do hope that your Hounds will understand that things are different in Foreign Countries and will agree to play in the Enclosure with other dogs, of which there will be quite a number owned by other guests similarly restricted.
Your Friendly Savant
UnLady Choisya.
debbook wrote:
Enclosure??!! I think not!! My Royal hounds will run free. This is most upsetting. I suppose QMummy told you about how they dug up all the Mungo Beans and then tracked mud through the castle! She just does not understand them. Yes, the King's sacred garments were muddy and torn, but it was all in good fun. They are free-spirited. I'm sure all the guests at your party will find it amusing to have mud on their costumes and to have food stolen from their hands. And my hounds so look forward to playing in the coy pond. I hope your Unladyness will be able to accomodate my wishes. I wouldn't want there to be an international incident.
Choisya wrote:Your Highness Princess Debbook
Thankyou for the note of your Attire, which I have passed on to Her Majesty's Palace Gate Equerry. Your costume is splendid, appropriate and will, I am sure, remain unique now that it has been made public. Your Hounds will be welcome and will be accommodated in the Royal Corgi Enclosure. Please remind them to treat the Corgis with due deference for fear of The Tower! I have asked the Butler of the Bedchamber to ensure that you have a quiet room away from other guests, overlooking the tranquil ornamental gardens and ponds.
Ever Your Friend and Ally
Unlady Choisya.
My darling daughter,
Yes, I had received the stationary, and thank you, but it wasn't so much the chewed edges this time that bothers me, it was the dog slobber that trailed across the sheets, that is the major issue. Water marks are water marks, and these are definately not the water marks that should be on my stationary. The texture of the paper from these raised welts, are making it difficult to put pen to. The ink bleeds across these sheets, like water down a river running through it!
I'm now using the pantry maids aprons, at least they are white, and starched flat with great care. By using my candle wax crown stamp on the fold, they are looking more official. And even with a few stray threads after cutting the apron, they are better than the pant cuffs off the butler's white trousers, and the brown bags, and the chewed and slobbery stationary you keep handing me to use.
If you cannot leave your hounds in your room while you shop, please let me know, and I will go into town and pick up my order myself. I am calling the stationers right now. On second thought, I will go. I need to pick up my gowns and travel wear, from the Smithsonian Haberdashery, Inc.. They are also making my hat, and my apron to cover my gardening wear, as well.
I shant want them to be torn to shreds, and covered in mud, by the time they arrive in my hands. I know you love your hounds, but listen to Unlady Choisya. She has told me of what you have said, and what is necessary for you to do to prevent an international incident.
You do remember what happened two year ago, when your beloved hounds ran loose, into the townships to the east? Never have I seen such termoil and madness, as we went to find Snorky and Dorky, that cold rainy morning.
All of these strangers, gathered in the square in their night wear, throwing raw eggs!; Tea and crumpets were slung at us, slathering the horses; Jam covering our royal carriges, as we drove our unsuspecting steeds into that town! Never in my life have I seen our carriages so deocorated in breakfast fare! With an about face, we shot back out into the open fields, only to find, lined on both sides of the road, villiagers yelling at us, "DOWN WITH THE HOUNDS, DOWN WITH THE HOUNDS! And only this past year, have these people started to forgive us for what your hounds had done to their shops and homes, that cold rainy day.
What can I say?
Learn, my dear daughter, from your past mistakes.
We can't exactly swim the Pond, when the Kingdom of England starts throwing fruits and vegetables our way,
now can we?
Your loving
QMummy
debbook wrote:
KathyS wrote:
Wonderful, my son! I knew you had the poet inside of you!
I was just now watching the weather news, and I see that the sleet IS hitting your side of the castle, and on mine, will be a lovely 80 degrees tomorrow! So many weathers around our castle grounds!
Time to turn in. I need to think of something to wear for the party next week. I've been so scattered lately with this headache! And I still have a letter to write to Lady Melissa, concerning our dragons meeting. I'm remiss in my correspondence! Please tell you sister that our butler will soon be down to his all, if she doesn't hurry up and get me our letterhead stationary soon.
Lovingly,
Qmummy
Dearest brother, I have sent QMummy the stationary, she just refuses to use it because it is chewed at the corners. I think it adds a personal touch.
Choisya wrote:Dear Princess Debbook
I am afraid dogs are not allowed to run free in Her Majesty's Kingdom - not even Royal corgis. They could be arrested by the Police and impounded at the Battersea Dog's Home which is a very sad place, full of unclaimed and unwanted dogs
I do hope that your Hounds will understand that things are different in Foreign Countries and will agree to play in the Enclosure with other dogs, of which there will be quite a number owned by other guests similarly restricted.
Your Friendly Savant
UnLady Choisya.
Dear Unlady Choisya
was that after those corgis bit yet another foreigner? Cause there is so much footage of those dogs biting people all time, even her highness. Not afraid of her dogs but this former colonist knows how to bite the dog back.
