My dear readers,
I awoke today with a lateness that quite astounded me, for it was a quarter past the noon hour and rather than breakfast, I found myself lunching with my dear friends. I excuse myself for this fault on the grounds that I had no lessons this day, only self-studies, and my body has not yet fully returned to its usual vigor. In any case, having roused myself with a fair dousing of coffee, I have set myself to the task of gathering together a portion of my belongings and packing for my long journey home. I am quite beside myself with excitement, for it seems far too long since my eyes have rested on the faces of my dear family. I am glad to have thought to pack this day though, for it seems I had nearly forgotten how close the day of my trip had come, what with the bustle of everyday life and studies.
I am sure my beloved home is full of the promise of the coming spring, and fresh with the scent of growing things. The musty halls here have yet to sweeten, but the view from the Tower is fair, the sun having finally set itself to shining. I fear now I must return myself to my dreary books, but I have just recently discovered a most delightful stream of music and will comfort myself with old “Thistle and Shamrock” songs.
A joyful Saint Patrick’s day to all—
~Lady Morewit
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Letter One- in which the Lady is introduced, and the blog commences
My Dear Readers,
I greet you now with much joy, whomsoever you should be, as it is only a select few as shall ever be privy to these private thoughts, and you much be dear to me indeed to be admitted to these pages. But I forget myself! As introduction, let me say that I am before all else a Lady, but also a Woman Liberated. In all things I endeavor to balance the delicacy of past chivalry and grace with modern savvy, though as with all of my sex in this strange new era, it is a struggle. However, I would choose to speak on the simple elegance of my days, and share what small thoughts come to me. From my castled seclusion, I shall send forth my mind to you my friends.
This I feel must serve as an introduction, shabby as it is, but at length, I will write again.
Fare well and dream well-
~Lady of Morewit
I greet you now with much joy, whomsoever you should be, as it is only a select few as shall ever be privy to these private thoughts, and you much be dear to me indeed to be admitted to these pages. But I forget myself! As introduction, let me say that I am before all else a Lady, but also a Woman Liberated. In all things I endeavor to balance the delicacy of past chivalry and grace with modern savvy, though as with all of my sex in this strange new era, it is a struggle. However, I would choose to speak on the simple elegance of my days, and share what small thoughts come to me. From my castled seclusion, I shall send forth my mind to you my friends.
This I feel must serve as an introduction, shabby as it is, but at length, I will write again.
Fare well and dream well-
~Lady of Morewit
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