7th of June
Awoke today after a number of Fantastical Dreams (perhaps as I had been taken with yesterday’s flurry of writing at the wee hours of the night?) which have now faded to vague recollections of a yellow photographer’s box, an Indian whistle, an a Dear Friend deciding to make his home in a wooden tube scarcely larger than a flute (and he being of normal human size, it was no wonder he complained of being cramped)! In any case, I have now settled myself down in the sitting room with a slice of toast, a spoonful of cherry pie innards, and a generous serving of coffee - college does increase any lady’s consumption of the bitter brew, and truly, there was only really enough remaining for one Thirsty Breakfaster. I expect I shall be wanted in the garden in short order, but I feel that a few stolen moments for breakfast will not be missed… but only a few. There is a great deal of tending due to garden and grounds, as is always the case in spring. A certain project of my own that I hope to see to fruition is the creation if my own rose water. It has the most pleasant scent, and many uses, so it would be a Useful Accomplishment, should I ever remember to get myself to the town library and search out the Process.
Well then, off to the world outside to make myself a Useful Person!
Awoke today after a number of Fantastical Dreams (perhaps as I had been taken with yesterday’s flurry of writing at the wee hours of the night?) which have now faded to vague recollections of a yellow photographer’s box, an Indian whistle, an a Dear Friend deciding to make his home in a wooden tube scarcely larger than a flute (and he being of normal human size, it was no wonder he complained of being cramped)! In any case, I have now settled myself down in the sitting room with a slice of toast, a spoonful of cherry pie innards, and a generous serving of coffee - college does increase any lady’s consumption of the bitter brew, and truly, there was only really enough remaining for one Thirsty Breakfaster. I expect I shall be wanted in the garden in short order, but I feel that a few stolen moments for breakfast will not be missed… but only a few. There is a great deal of tending due to garden and grounds, as is always the case in spring. A certain project of my own that I hope to see to fruition is the creation if my own rose water. It has the most pleasant scent, and many uses, so it would be a Useful Accomplishment, should I ever remember to get myself to the town library and search out the Process.
Well then, off to the world outside to make myself a Useful Person!
~The (Very Useful) Lady of Morewit
My Dear Lady Morewit,
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful to learn that you have returned to our modest portion of the country! I know I share the feelings of Miss Woodwise and Miss Indianna, as well as myself, when I say that we long to spend a leisurely afternoon sipping tea and sharing stories. It has been too long since we have had such a splendid opportunity! Regarding your interests expressed above, please allow me to direct your attention to a recent writing of my own in which the process of creating true rosewater or hydrosols of many fragrant and wondrous flowers and herbs from a simple make shift still is readily examined. http://www.woodwifesjournal.com/2012/06/hydrosolrose-water-challenge.html They are indeed unique in nature as they are a splendid marriage of desirable characteristics of both the essentials and essences of the organic matter in question. Please peruse these writings and feel free to share your experience.
Fondly,
Lady Woodwise