Dearest Diary,
Something rather peculiar has befallen the matter of which I have spoken recently. I am sorry to tell you that nothing more shall be remitted regarding its specific details but do understand that for a time, at least, it was quite a heroic circumstance.
I cannot say, however that the day was a disappointment. I did some preparation for the upcoming lectures I am to present at the university as well as for the schoolhouse next week. This was of course followed by a trip to town with mother and sister, where we also dined out. There is very little of the summer holiday remaining and I intend to make the most of it.
I will no doubt attend the theatre on the morrow.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
July 29, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Following the weekly services this morning I attended a small recital by the American, Mr. Crosby. I have told you before, dear Diary, how I adore his recitals and am quite pleased that he has taken to performing them each Lord's Day.
It is no secret that I have been preparing for the move to Ashford and today the greater portion of furnishings arrived. Lady Pigeon and I now rest comfortably upon the setee rather than sitting upon the floor. It is much more to our liking! I am eager for you to see the completed parlour. I feel quite at home.
Oh! And that matter I spoke of yesterday, it appears to be growing in excitement with each passing day. Perhaps you will be privy to its contents on the morrow.
Following the weekly services this morning I attended a small recital by the American, Mr. Crosby. I have told you before, dear Diary, how I adore his recitals and am quite pleased that he has taken to performing them each Lord's Day.
It is no secret that I have been preparing for the move to Ashford and today the greater portion of furnishings arrived. Lady Pigeon and I now rest comfortably upon the setee rather than sitting upon the floor. It is much more to our liking! I am eager for you to see the completed parlour. I feel quite at home.
Oh! And that matter I spoke of yesterday, it appears to be growing in excitement with each passing day. Perhaps you will be privy to its contents on the morrow.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
July 28, 2012
Dearest Diary,
There is a matter that you have been informed about some time ago that has created some intrigue in the past couple of days. I wish to tell you all about it, but it is simply not my place to do so. Do understand however that it has caused some excitement in the final days of the summer months. Perhaps you will hear more on the subject as it continues to develop. Perhaps even on the morrow.
There is a matter that you have been informed about some time ago that has created some intrigue in the past couple of days. I wish to tell you all about it, but it is simply not my place to do so. Do understand however that it has caused some excitement in the final days of the summer months. Perhaps you will hear more on the subject as it continues to develop. Perhaps even on the morrow.
Friday, July 27, 2012
July 27, 2012
Dearest Diary,
This morning I had the good fortune to breakfast at Ashford. I must admit it was not the most restful sleep I have endured, however I did wake with the faintest notion that the estate in its entirety belonged to me. That was fulfilling enough. And this evening I made the first of many payments I shall make to the mortgage company.
Lady Pigeon continues to strive for comfort at the new estate, however she very rarely left my side. I have urged her to take heart as she will not be abandoned at Granada. She doesn't seem to comprehend my speeches. It is a great pity that her nerves trouble her so.
This evening marked the beginning of a long tradition of sport to take place right in the heart of London. I look forward to the news as it travels from town. I am not acquainted with many of the competitors by name, but I do hold a certain pride in my own countrymen and hope for victorious outcomes on their behalf. The first of such reports, I fear, must wait until the morrow.
This morning I had the good fortune to breakfast at Ashford. I must admit it was not the most restful sleep I have endured, however I did wake with the faintest notion that the estate in its entirety belonged to me. That was fulfilling enough. And this evening I made the first of many payments I shall make to the mortgage company.
Lady Pigeon continues to strive for comfort at the new estate, however she very rarely left my side. I have urged her to take heart as she will not be abandoned at Granada. She doesn't seem to comprehend my speeches. It is a great pity that her nerves trouble her so.
This evening marked the beginning of a long tradition of sport to take place right in the heart of London. I look forward to the news as it travels from town. I am not acquainted with many of the competitors by name, but I do hold a certain pride in my own countrymen and hope for victorious outcomes on their behalf. The first of such reports, I fear, must wait until the morrow.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
July 26, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Tonight is my first night at Ashford. Lady Pigeon and I have decided to brave the unfamiliar sounds of nighttime in a parlour and bedroom to which we are unaccustomed. The eldest Miss Lindsay has elected to join us and offer company on this first night. Surprisingly we are doing quite well, but perhaps that is in anticipation of her arrival.
Prior to this particular adventure, I had the soon-to-be tedious task of tending to the grounds of the estate. Today I accomplished the task with great enthusiasm. I do not expect such enthusiasm to remain as the joyful task becomes a nuisance of a chore in due time. I do not expect its demise however on the morrow.
Tonight is my first night at Ashford. Lady Pigeon and I have decided to brave the unfamiliar sounds of nighttime in a parlour and bedroom to which we are unaccustomed. The eldest Miss Lindsay has elected to join us and offer company on this first night. Surprisingly we are doing quite well, but perhaps that is in anticipation of her arrival.
Prior to this particular adventure, I had the soon-to-be tedious task of tending to the grounds of the estate. Today I accomplished the task with great enthusiasm. I do not expect such enthusiasm to remain as the joyful task becomes a nuisance of a chore in due time. I do not expect its demise however on the morrow.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
July 25, 2012
Dearest Diary,
I did spend some time at Ashford today with Lady Pigeon who grows more comfortable with her surroundings with each new visit. Before arriving there this evening, however I made a trip to the markets and found quite a few keepsakes, as well as a couple of new garments for the Fall lessons when they begin.
I am not eager to repeat yesterday's late hours and so I shall therefore say Goodnight, and return to you on the morrow.
I did spend some time at Ashford today with Lady Pigeon who grows more comfortable with her surroundings with each new visit. Before arriving there this evening, however I made a trip to the markets and found quite a few keepsakes, as well as a couple of new garments for the Fall lessons when they begin.
I am not eager to repeat yesterday's late hours and so I shall therefore say Goodnight, and return to you on the morrow.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
July 24, 2012
Dearest Diary,
I have at last arrived home at Granada and have reunited with the indelible Lady Pigeon. My absence was rectified with a simple embrace and a small treat. Her forgiveness is without bounds, it seems. She was of course, well looked after by her doting uncle and I'm certain was perhaps spoilt by him as well. She is not the worse for it.
I certainly feel refreshed and rejuvenated as travel is apt to warrant such feelings at the journey's end. In many ways I feel there is little that cannot be accomplished after one visits long lost relations. However, on the contrary, I also feel a sense of uneasiness after unpacking and laying aside a novel recounting a story from the lavish residence we visited on our return trip. Although curious about the tale, I find it somewhat haunting as the evening hours turn to morning hours. I shall neglect the feeling in the hopes that it passes and remember only the kinship I felt throughout the week. (Perhaps the particular manuscript will get lost or bequeathed to someone else as I begin once again the daunting task of moving to Ashford).
I am pleased, dear Diary, to be resting in my own bed this evening, rather than that of the spanish inns accorded me on the way. Perhaps I shall wake late on the morrow.
I have at last arrived home at Granada and have reunited with the indelible Lady Pigeon. My absence was rectified with a simple embrace and a small treat. Her forgiveness is without bounds, it seems. She was of course, well looked after by her doting uncle and I'm certain was perhaps spoilt by him as well. She is not the worse for it.
I certainly feel refreshed and rejuvenated as travel is apt to warrant such feelings at the journey's end. In many ways I feel there is little that cannot be accomplished after one visits long lost relations. However, on the contrary, I also feel a sense of uneasiness after unpacking and laying aside a novel recounting a story from the lavish residence we visited on our return trip. Although curious about the tale, I find it somewhat haunting as the evening hours turn to morning hours. I shall neglect the feeling in the hopes that it passes and remember only the kinship I felt throughout the week. (Perhaps the particular manuscript will get lost or bequeathed to someone else as I begin once again the daunting task of moving to Ashford).
I am pleased, dear Diary, to be resting in my own bed this evening, rather than that of the spanish inns accorded me on the way. Perhaps I shall wake late on the morrow.
Monday, July 23, 2012
July 23, 2012
Dearest Diary,
While Sister and I were able to take advantage of the coastal waters, the busy shores prompted us to depart sooner than expected. The remainder of the day was spent touring the markets and avoiding the occasional rains.
There is some preference for a short fishing excursion before departing tomorrow, however we are some of us reconsidering. I am beginning to anticipate the return to Ashford and I am growing quite eager for the reunion. Fishing or not, I shall return home at last on the morrow.
While Sister and I were able to take advantage of the coastal waters, the busy shores prompted us to depart sooner than expected. The remainder of the day was spent touring the markets and avoiding the occasional rains.
There is some preference for a short fishing excursion before departing tomorrow, however we are some of us reconsidering. I am beginning to anticipate the return to Ashford and I am growing quite eager for the reunion. Fishing or not, I shall return home at last on the morrow.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
July 22, 2011
Dearest Diary,
I find myself rather weary from travel this evening as we have reached the coastal regions well into the early morning hours. We are to linger here until Tuesday and will be taking in the healing aspects of the waters.
Along the journey today we paused to rest the horses at a modest carriage house and toured the residence of a generous plantation. The furnishings were appropriately elegant and the gardens were a welcome respite from the residence's storied history.
I spent the chief of the visit walking the grounds of the estate before returning to the carriage to continue on our way. Once again, our journey will continue on the morrow.
I find myself rather weary from travel this evening as we have reached the coastal regions well into the early morning hours. We are to linger here until Tuesday and will be taking in the healing aspects of the waters.
Along the journey today we paused to rest the horses at a modest carriage house and toured the residence of a generous plantation. The furnishings were appropriately elegant and the gardens were a welcome respite from the residence's storied history.
I spent the chief of the visit walking the grounds of the estate before returning to the carriage to continue on our way. Once again, our journey will continue on the morrow.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
July 21, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Tonight we began the trip home. We have stopped to rest for the night and to water the horses. As expected, our visit with Uncle and Aunt was truly delightful. Many cousins and other relation were also in attendance and it was quite pleasant to be reacquainted with the lot of them.
I cannot deny that we consumed many rather favorable pies throughout the day and my appetite is duly satisfied.
As we resume our journey, we are to lunch at another notable establishment and tour a lavish residence to the near south. We hope to arrive at the university at evening's end that Father might deliver a lecture or two before continuing back to the Granada and Ashford estates. We shall resume our travel on the morrow.
Tonight we began the trip home. We have stopped to rest for the night and to water the horses. As expected, our visit with Uncle and Aunt was truly delightful. Many cousins and other relation were also in attendance and it was quite pleasant to be reacquainted with the lot of them.
I cannot deny that we consumed many rather favorable pies throughout the day and my appetite is duly satisfied.
As we resume our journey, we are to lunch at another notable establishment and tour a lavish residence to the near south. We hope to arrive at the university at evening's end that Father might deliver a lecture or two before continuing back to the Granada and Ashford estates. We shall resume our travel on the morrow.
Friday, July 20, 2012
July 20, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Today was another early rising, but a much needed visit with Grandmother at the Lincoln mansion. Although her memory fails her quite regularly, I was ignited by her familiar spirit. She has always been the sort of girl who could not be made to retire. Her energy for that sort of life has not altered in my estimation. With each new visitor she wished to rise though is not perhaps in her best interest to do so.
We then continued our journey east and are to call on my aunt and uncle in the morning. Although the trip thus far has been most rewarding, I eagerly await the rest I shall receive at the Spanish inn where we have made arrangements to stay. In no time at all I shall return to you on the morrow.
Today was another early rising, but a much needed visit with Grandmother at the Lincoln mansion. Although her memory fails her quite regularly, I was ignited by her familiar spirit. She has always been the sort of girl who could not be made to retire. Her energy for that sort of life has not altered in my estimation. With each new visitor she wished to rise though is not perhaps in her best interest to do so.
We then continued our journey east and are to call on my aunt and uncle in the morning. Although the trip thus far has been most rewarding, I eagerly await the rest I shall receive at the Spanish inn where we have made arrangements to stay. In no time at all I shall return to you on the morrow.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
July 19, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Through a fortunate accident today, a rather unsettling feeling regarding our travel has been alleviated and we are now more contented at the arrangements that have been made. At our departure early this morning, I fear that the Duchess, the Chairman, and Lady Pigeon were not ideally suited to their boarding procurements. However, after some alterations, I believe they are well looked after and comfortable during our absence. I am forever grateful to the youngest Mr. Lindsay and Miss Smith for their effort on the matter. Having that settled, we shall even more enjoy our visit with Grandmother on the morrow.
Through a fortunate accident today, a rather unsettling feeling regarding our travel has been alleviated and we are now more contented at the arrangements that have been made. At our departure early this morning, I fear that the Duchess, the Chairman, and Lady Pigeon were not ideally suited to their boarding procurements. However, after some alterations, I believe they are well looked after and comfortable during our absence. I am forever grateful to the youngest Mr. Lindsay and Miss Smith for their effort on the matter. Having that settled, we shall even more enjoy our visit with Grandmother on the morrow.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
July 18, 2012
Dearest Diary,
I regrettably note the hour this evening as I anticipate such an early rise tomorrow. We are to fetch a carriage in no less than four hours and yet I have not spent a single moment in my dreams. That is a typical behaviour of mine when it is the eve of an highly anticipated event. I can rarely recall an Advent when I have not pined late into the morning hours awaiting Father Christmas. This evening I do so at the joy of seeing my Grandmother on the morrow. I miss her so and eagerly desire to be in her company. I wish I could be so more often. She is the sweetest of grandmothers one is ever to know, and yet I have not had the proximity to her that I have desired since my youth. When I was a child, she was a day's ride to the west. And as a maiden, she is even more distantly to my north. I envy those of my cousins who have had her company time and again and are able to visit her with greater frequency than I. For a brief moment, I too will have that blessing, on the morrow.
I regrettably note the hour this evening as I anticipate such an early rise tomorrow. We are to fetch a carriage in no less than four hours and yet I have not spent a single moment in my dreams. That is a typical behaviour of mine when it is the eve of an highly anticipated event. I can rarely recall an Advent when I have not pined late into the morning hours awaiting Father Christmas. This evening I do so at the joy of seeing my Grandmother on the morrow. I miss her so and eagerly desire to be in her company. I wish I could be so more often. She is the sweetest of grandmothers one is ever to know, and yet I have not had the proximity to her that I have desired since my youth. When I was a child, she was a day's ride to the west. And as a maiden, she is even more distantly to my north. I envy those of my cousins who have had her company time and again and are able to visit her with greater frequency than I. For a brief moment, I too will have that blessing, on the morrow.
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
July 17, 2012
Dearest Diary,
I feel I have been a bit dishonest with you as of late. It was never my intention, but the information I have given you, has rather turned out to be false. Only this morning I advised you that I would be delivering some furnishings to Ashford this afternoon, and yet I must admit that I did not. In fact, I spent the chief of the day sitting comfortably upon the setee in my Mother and Father's estate. I even afforded an unscheduled nap.
The other item on which you were misinformed is our journey to the north of the country. I had every intention of departing on our Lord's Day, however after further consideration, Sister and I elected to stay behind and hire a carriage in the early morning on Thursday. The hounds were of course in favour of this particular choice.
After a short visit with the Mr. Disneys this evening, we are at last come home and are enjoying some late evening wafers. I shall most certainly regret it on the morrow.
I feel I have been a bit dishonest with you as of late. It was never my intention, but the information I have given you, has rather turned out to be false. Only this morning I advised you that I would be delivering some furnishings to Ashford this afternoon, and yet I must admit that I did not. In fact, I spent the chief of the day sitting comfortably upon the setee in my Mother and Father's estate. I even afforded an unscheduled nap.
The other item on which you were misinformed is our journey to the north of the country. I had every intention of departing on our Lord's Day, however after further consideration, Sister and I elected to stay behind and hire a carriage in the early morning on Thursday. The hounds were of course in favour of this particular choice.
After a short visit with the Mr. Disneys this evening, we are at last come home and are enjoying some late evening wafers. I shall most certainly regret it on the morrow.
July 16, 2012
Dearest Diary,
It was terribly late when I retired last evening that I did not get a chance to return to you as I had desired to. Yesterday was a day spent with all of the hounds on one abode. It can be quite tiresome tending to all three of them, but what joy do they behold! The Duchess Nicolete is the smallest of the three, followed by Lady Pigeon, who is the eldest. The Chairman, Mr. Sinatra, is the youngest and therefore quite playful, and yet most handsome indeed. They are now sleeping peacefully this morning which is a moment I treasure at present.
Apart from the attention paid to the hounds yesterday, my dearest sister and I also visited the markets and dined out. We both drove quite a bargain on some new furnishings for our respective estates and I am eager to deliver them to Ashford this very afternoon.
I shall fill you in more on the matter when I return to you later today. And I do vow, dear Diary, to return to you today, rather than on the morrow!
It was terribly late when I retired last evening that I did not get a chance to return to you as I had desired to. Yesterday was a day spent with all of the hounds on one abode. It can be quite tiresome tending to all three of them, but what joy do they behold! The Duchess Nicolete is the smallest of the three, followed by Lady Pigeon, who is the eldest. The Chairman, Mr. Sinatra, is the youngest and therefore quite playful, and yet most handsome indeed. They are now sleeping peacefully this morning which is a moment I treasure at present.
Apart from the attention paid to the hounds yesterday, my dearest sister and I also visited the markets and dined out. We both drove quite a bargain on some new furnishings for our respective estates and I am eager to deliver them to Ashford this very afternoon.
I shall fill you in more on the matter when I return to you later today. And I do vow, dear Diary, to return to you today, rather than on the morrow!
Sunday, July 15, 2012
July 15, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Again I'd like to share a letter I received from my sister this afternoon. The contraption she refers to you've often heard me call a "pedalhorse." They are fascinating machines indeed! Her correspondence follows below.
"Dearest Sister,
I want to tell you of another encounter I have had today.
As you may know ( for I believe you have chided me upon telling you about it one too many times), there has been a new family that has taken up residence in mother and father's squire. Furthermore I believe I informed you that they seemed to have travelled here from the province in which we spent our childhood. I know this because it was indicated on all three of their carriages when they arrived. I have been curious about them since I often pass their estate when Mr. Sinatra and I enjoy our daily constitution.
On one occasion, the master of the house and another younger gentleman (I believe it was his son) were at the entrance of the estate managing the shrubs and bushes. It was at this occasion that I became more curios about the younger. I do not see any evidence against the notion that he must be a bachelor. On this day, I was aware enough to exchange a friendly, but rather quick hello as I was taken by surprise. You may begin to discover, sister, that my conversations are rather brief when I am taken by surprise. I did not see the gentlemen at first, for their carriages were blocking my view. Mr. Sinatra, however, noticed them first. The younger one greeted him appropriately.
Now I may recount our interactions of today. As I arrived home, after visiting your home in Ashford, the two gentlemen were passing by. One might assume that they were on foot. Not so! They were precariously seated atop strange metal machines with only two wheels each. They were somehow using their feet to assist in the event, but how they maintained their balance I do not know!
I had enough wit about me to say hello. I tried to pass them again when I took the Chairman for another stroll about the grounds. Alas the gentlemen must have thought their two-wheeled machines would spook much like horses do, for they turned down a different road every time we approached. Our common former province will provide a topic of conversation if I ever get an opportunity to speak with them again. I believe one of us should speak with them, dear sister, in case the gentleman truly is a bachelor. However, though it may seem selfish, I believe I may have first claim as I have seen him before you!
Perhaps Mr. Sinatra and I will stroll again and try to talk to him on the morrow.
Your adoring sister,
..."
Again I'd like to share a letter I received from my sister this afternoon. The contraption she refers to you've often heard me call a "pedalhorse." They are fascinating machines indeed! Her correspondence follows below.
"Dearest Sister,
I want to tell you of another encounter I have had today.
As you may know ( for I believe you have chided me upon telling you about it one too many times), there has been a new family that has taken up residence in mother and father's squire. Furthermore I believe I informed you that they seemed to have travelled here from the province in which we spent our childhood. I know this because it was indicated on all three of their carriages when they arrived. I have been curious about them since I often pass their estate when Mr. Sinatra and I enjoy our daily constitution.
On one occasion, the master of the house and another younger gentleman (I believe it was his son) were at the entrance of the estate managing the shrubs and bushes. It was at this occasion that I became more curios about the younger. I do not see any evidence against the notion that he must be a bachelor. On this day, I was aware enough to exchange a friendly, but rather quick hello as I was taken by surprise. You may begin to discover, sister, that my conversations are rather brief when I am taken by surprise. I did not see the gentlemen at first, for their carriages were blocking my view. Mr. Sinatra, however, noticed them first. The younger one greeted him appropriately.
Now I may recount our interactions of today. As I arrived home, after visiting your home in Ashford, the two gentlemen were passing by. One might assume that they were on foot. Not so! They were precariously seated atop strange metal machines with only two wheels each. They were somehow using their feet to assist in the event, but how they maintained their balance I do not know!
I had enough wit about me to say hello. I tried to pass them again when I took the Chairman for another stroll about the grounds. Alas the gentlemen must have thought their two-wheeled machines would spook much like horses do, for they turned down a different road every time we approached. Our common former province will provide a topic of conversation if I ever get an opportunity to speak with them again. I believe one of us should speak with them, dear sister, in case the gentleman truly is a bachelor. However, though it may seem selfish, I believe I may have first claim as I have seen him before you!
Perhaps Mr. Sinatra and I will stroll again and try to talk to him on the morrow.
Your adoring sister,
..."
Saturday, July 14, 2012
July 14, 2012
Dearest Diary,
We are having a bit of heat around Granada today and so I have spent the chief of the afternoon at Ashford trying to fan myself into a bit of a cooler state. Lady Pigeon was able to accompany me on the visit today and I dare say she is finding herself more and more at home in the new estate. She took many pleasurable naps at my side this afternoon and even welcomed a couple of new visitors for a mid-afternoon tea. They stayed for a game of cards and some conversation and then were on their way again.
Following their departure, Lady Pigeon and I resumed the rigourous task of cleaning the ovens and cabinetry. Well, dear Diary, to be more precise, I resumed the cleaning whilst Lady Pigeon became rather lazy and napped again in the dining room. I am simply pleased that she is finding herself rather comfortable there, as it is a difficult thing for a hound to transfer her residence from place to place. She is adjusting quite well thus far.
It might have been my last visit to Ashford in a fortnight, however as I will be traveling soon to the north of the country. I am most eager to visit with my grandmother who I miss quite dearly. We are also to celebrate my Uncle and Aunt for there marriage of fifty years. That is a truly great accomplishment, indeed as I have only known a handful of marriages to have lasted even forty years. It is unfortunate it is not more on that account. Nevertheless, I applaud their devotion and esteem them for their excellent example. And yet that is next week. We leave tomorrow.
We are having a bit of heat around Granada today and so I have spent the chief of the afternoon at Ashford trying to fan myself into a bit of a cooler state. Lady Pigeon was able to accompany me on the visit today and I dare say she is finding herself more and more at home in the new estate. She took many pleasurable naps at my side this afternoon and even welcomed a couple of new visitors for a mid-afternoon tea. They stayed for a game of cards and some conversation and then were on their way again.
Following their departure, Lady Pigeon and I resumed the rigourous task of cleaning the ovens and cabinetry. Well, dear Diary, to be more precise, I resumed the cleaning whilst Lady Pigeon became rather lazy and napped again in the dining room. I am simply pleased that she is finding herself rather comfortable there, as it is a difficult thing for a hound to transfer her residence from place to place. She is adjusting quite well thus far.
It might have been my last visit to Ashford in a fortnight, however as I will be traveling soon to the north of the country. I am most eager to visit with my grandmother who I miss quite dearly. We are also to celebrate my Uncle and Aunt for there marriage of fifty years. That is a truly great accomplishment, indeed as I have only known a handful of marriages to have lasted even forty years. It is unfortunate it is not more on that account. Nevertheless, I applaud their devotion and esteem them for their excellent example. And yet that is next week. We leave tomorrow.
Friday, July 13, 2012
July 13, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Mr. Lowe arrived quite early this morning with the necessary flooring for my new estate. It appeared that he was a bachelor and immediately commenced conversation with me over my upbringing and taste for the southern provinces. He too spent his childhood in the north and expressed a preference for the climates of our youth. I must admit to you, dear Diary, that I was quite taken with him. He has very handsome features and was brought up in the Christian way. I was beginning to feel quite partial to him and his garrulous nature until he happened to mention his betrothed.
His betrothed? For Heaven's sake the gentleman even dared invite me to tea before continuing with the task at hand! While I truly wished to join him at the initial offer, I declined at the revelation of his engaged. It would simply not have been appropriate.
Far be it from me to treat each encounter with a gentleman as though it might be more, but I dare say that Mr. Lowe gave every indication of his amounting affection and I felt the same.
Nevertheless, dear Diary, Ashford is all the better for our acquaintance, however short it might have been. It is now that the furnishings may begin to arrive and I suspect that beyond the dining table that was delivered this evening, the rest shall follow as early as tomorrow!
Mr. Lowe arrived quite early this morning with the necessary flooring for my new estate. It appeared that he was a bachelor and immediately commenced conversation with me over my upbringing and taste for the southern provinces. He too spent his childhood in the north and expressed a preference for the climates of our youth. I must admit to you, dear Diary, that I was quite taken with him. He has very handsome features and was brought up in the Christian way. I was beginning to feel quite partial to him and his garrulous nature until he happened to mention his betrothed.
His betrothed? For Heaven's sake the gentleman even dared invite me to tea before continuing with the task at hand! While I truly wished to join him at the initial offer, I declined at the revelation of his engaged. It would simply not have been appropriate.
Far be it from me to treat each encounter with a gentleman as though it might be more, but I dare say that Mr. Lowe gave every indication of his amounting affection and I felt the same.
Nevertheless, dear Diary, Ashford is all the better for our acquaintance, however short it might have been. It is now that the furnishings may begin to arrive and I suspect that beyond the dining table that was delivered this evening, the rest shall follow as early as tomorrow!
Thursday, July 12, 2012
July 12, 2012
Dearest Diary,
I did indeed attend the Lockwood recital this evening and his talent far exceeded any previous recital of his that I have attended. He took the liberty of inviting some guests to perform and we were able to hear from Miss Seldon and Mr. Brown, who is also a great proficient in dance. Miss Lamont was rather tiresome, but perhaps a humourous anecdote to the evening. I could not have imagined a more entertaining evening.
I must rise again early on Friday, as Mr. Lowe is to return in order to establish flooring in the Ashford estate. I have not determined whether I shall be required beyond admitting him into the home, but as I will already be present, I will likely tend to the gardens and carriage house while he is about.
I pray dearly that the rainstorms that plagued us this evening (although rather fitting as they were), should hold off for at least the better part of the day on the morrow
I did indeed attend the Lockwood recital this evening and his talent far exceeded any previous recital of his that I have attended. He took the liberty of inviting some guests to perform and we were able to hear from Miss Seldon and Mr. Brown, who is also a great proficient in dance. Miss Lamont was rather tiresome, but perhaps a humourous anecdote to the evening. I could not have imagined a more entertaining evening.
I must rise again early on Friday, as Mr. Lowe is to return in order to establish flooring in the Ashford estate. I have not determined whether I shall be required beyond admitting him into the home, but as I will already be present, I will likely tend to the gardens and carriage house while he is about.
I pray dearly that the rainstorms that plagued us this evening (although rather fitting as they were), should hold off for at least the better part of the day on the morrow
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
July 11, 2012
Dearest Diary,
I am pleased to inform you that in only a matter of weeks, I shall be returning to an occupation that I simply adore. While I shall remain at the schoolhouse, I shall begin the very amiable task of teaching music lessons quite frequently. This is something I have long looked forward to, and gives me great joy to announce to you.
In celebration of that fact, I shall attend a recital given by a Mr. Lockwood on the morrow. It is not unusual for his recitals to include a dancing demonstration and I believe he is to be joined by his betrothed, a one Miss Seldon. She is also schooled in dance and voice. I am quite excited about this particular recital, but alas, I must await tomorrow.
I am pleased to inform you that in only a matter of weeks, I shall be returning to an occupation that I simply adore. While I shall remain at the schoolhouse, I shall begin the very amiable task of teaching music lessons quite frequently. This is something I have long looked forward to, and gives me great joy to announce to you.
In celebration of that fact, I shall attend a recital given by a Mr. Lockwood on the morrow. It is not unusual for his recitals to include a dancing demonstration and I believe he is to be joined by his betrothed, a one Miss Seldon. She is also schooled in dance and voice. I am quite excited about this particular recital, but alas, I must await tomorrow.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
July 10, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Indeed we did make the long journey to the coastal regions in order to purchase a large dining table custom made by tradesmen in the markets there. It was a long and arduous journey, but the quality of the furniture made the journey bearable. There was also a Mr. Barry who greatly improved our traveling party. He was quite garrulous, but certainly helpful in toting the rather heavy pieces of craftsmanship. I had not rejected the idea of building one myself, no matter how silly I might have appeared, however this seemed preferable to the immense amount of work it would have required. I am by no means opposed to work, but my finished piece would not have held the same beauty as what I have since obtained. And with that, I shall speak no more of furniture. ...Until tomorrow, that is...
Indeed we did make the long journey to the coastal regions in order to purchase a large dining table custom made by tradesmen in the markets there. It was a long and arduous journey, but the quality of the furniture made the journey bearable. There was also a Mr. Barry who greatly improved our traveling party. He was quite garrulous, but certainly helpful in toting the rather heavy pieces of craftsmanship. I had not rejected the idea of building one myself, no matter how silly I might have appeared, however this seemed preferable to the immense amount of work it would have required. I am by no means opposed to work, but my finished piece would not have held the same beauty as what I have since obtained. And with that, I shall speak no more of furniture. ...Until tomorrow, that is...
Monday, July 9, 2012
July 9, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Perhaps having Lady Pigeon accompany me to Ashford this morning was not the wisest of ideas. While I desire her comfort there, it is difficult to complete the tasks which must be completed while she is gadding about. We completed chores for not a half an hour before she required some exercise. This too seemed a way to strengthen her attachment to the estate, if she could but stroll its grounds and walking paths. I do hope that in time, it will, but she did not seem at peace this morning, pulling her lead with every strength she could muster. It is fortunate for me, she is not a larger breed like her cousin, the Chairman. Upon the discovery that nothing shall be completed during her stay, I promptly guided her back to the phaeton and we returned to Granada. She does ever so enjoy the journey betwixt the estates however, and is partial to riding with her head and tongue outstretched in the wind. This, I suppose, is not frightfully unusual among her breed.
The remainder of the day was also quite profitable. A comfortable dining table was ascertained for the Ashford Estate and Sister and I are to retrieve it on the morrow!
Perhaps having Lady Pigeon accompany me to Ashford this morning was not the wisest of ideas. While I desire her comfort there, it is difficult to complete the tasks which must be completed while she is gadding about. We completed chores for not a half an hour before she required some exercise. This too seemed a way to strengthen her attachment to the estate, if she could but stroll its grounds and walking paths. I do hope that in time, it will, but she did not seem at peace this morning, pulling her lead with every strength she could muster. It is fortunate for me, she is not a larger breed like her cousin, the Chairman. Upon the discovery that nothing shall be completed during her stay, I promptly guided her back to the phaeton and we returned to Granada. She does ever so enjoy the journey betwixt the estates however, and is partial to riding with her head and tongue outstretched in the wind. This, I suppose, is not frightfully unusual among her breed.
The remainder of the day was also quite profitable. A comfortable dining table was ascertained for the Ashford Estate and Sister and I are to retrieve it on the morrow!
Sunday, July 8, 2012
July 8, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Indeed it was a beautiful day today. It seems that so much has taken place over the course of the day that it is difficult to recollect the greater part of it, but I am filled with gladness at present and watching Lady Pigeon leap about as if she were but a young pup. One of her favourite pasttimes is tossing a small bit of parchment in the air and leaping after it. It is that activity in which she is presently engaged. If I could but paint a picture...
Meanwhile, I do believe the weekly services were yet this morning, followed by a lengthy visit with a favourite companion of mine, Mr. Crosby. His arias are delectable and I cannot imagine a Sunday afternoon without him lending his talents to a recital. He does so with ease and finesse.
Following the recital, and lunch with the others of my family, my dearest sister and I paid a visit to the Disney estate for a bit of exercise around one of the many lakes. I do so adore the many paths available for such walks on a summer evening.
But a rare occurence was the discovery of a book of sermons by a treasured authoress that ought to be well-known to you, dear Diary. A woman of Christian descent, by the name of Austen. A Miss Jane Austen to be exact. Can you imagine it? A rare find, indeed it was!
Now if you will pardon me, I must retire once more, for I am to be revisited by the ambiguous character I told you of a near fortnight ago, quite early on the morrow.
Indeed it was a beautiful day today. It seems that so much has taken place over the course of the day that it is difficult to recollect the greater part of it, but I am filled with gladness at present and watching Lady Pigeon leap about as if she were but a young pup. One of her favourite pasttimes is tossing a small bit of parchment in the air and leaping after it. It is that activity in which she is presently engaged. If I could but paint a picture...
Meanwhile, I do believe the weekly services were yet this morning, followed by a lengthy visit with a favourite companion of mine, Mr. Crosby. His arias are delectable and I cannot imagine a Sunday afternoon without him lending his talents to a recital. He does so with ease and finesse.
Following the recital, and lunch with the others of my family, my dearest sister and I paid a visit to the Disney estate for a bit of exercise around one of the many lakes. I do so adore the many paths available for such walks on a summer evening.
But a rare occurence was the discovery of a book of sermons by a treasured authoress that ought to be well-known to you, dear Diary. A woman of Christian descent, by the name of Austen. A Miss Jane Austen to be exact. Can you imagine it? A rare find, indeed it was!
Now if you will pardon me, I must retire once more, for I am to be revisited by the ambiguous character I told you of a near fortnight ago, quite early on the morrow.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
July 7, 2012
Dearest Diary,
I cannot recall the last time I missed the afternoon tea due to sheer exhaustion. I was awakened in the late afternoon by my sister who paid a call to issue invitation to dine with her. Even with such rest, I could not summon much energy for the remainder of the day. Upon my return to Granada following dinner, I was able to tend to my summer lectures as well as a bit of needlework, so the day was not completely lost. Tomorrow are the weekly services, however and it is already time for me to retire. I shall return to you on the morrow.
I cannot recall the last time I missed the afternoon tea due to sheer exhaustion. I was awakened in the late afternoon by my sister who paid a call to issue invitation to dine with her. Even with such rest, I could not summon much energy for the remainder of the day. Upon my return to Granada following dinner, I was able to tend to my summer lectures as well as a bit of needlework, so the day was not completely lost. Tomorrow are the weekly services, however and it is already time for me to retire. I shall return to you on the morrow.
Friday, July 6, 2012
July 6, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Another lengthy day has come to a close and I find little strength to recount it again for you, however there seems much to recount. Let me simply state that the ideals I once held for my own life's direction seem to have resurfaced at a single parcel I received by post this afternoon. And even that was preceeded by the encouragement and companionship of two very excellent friends, that I have recently come to know. Would that all days had as happy conclusions. Perhaps there is hope for a recurrence on the morrow.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
July 5, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Ashford continues to improve with every passing day and I am eager to return in the morning for a unique sort of social gathering in its main hall. I shall hope to tell you all about it when we meet again.
Meanwhile, allow me to peak your curiosity at the thought of a potential suitor. I have known of the particular gentleman for quite some time, though we have not properly been introduced as of yet. However, he is known to smile occasionally in my direction, and give approval with a nod when he is seen about the markets and public places. He is apt to attend the same recitals and operas as I, and I find him quite pleasant to observe.
I have not ascertained the name of his parish, but his countenance and demeanor lead me to believe he is allied to one. Before I shall extend the gentleman's name, let us simply call him Mr. Woodston, for I have always adored that name. And until we are properly introduced, I do not believe I should announce his Christian name as though he were my betrothed.
Perhaps there shall be more to share as the summer months progress. Until then, I shall speak with you again, on the morrow.
Ashford continues to improve with every passing day and I am eager to return in the morning for a unique sort of social gathering in its main hall. I shall hope to tell you all about it when we meet again.
Meanwhile, allow me to peak your curiosity at the thought of a potential suitor. I have known of the particular gentleman for quite some time, though we have not properly been introduced as of yet. However, he is known to smile occasionally in my direction, and give approval with a nod when he is seen about the markets and public places. He is apt to attend the same recitals and operas as I, and I find him quite pleasant to observe.
I have not ascertained the name of his parish, but his countenance and demeanor lead me to believe he is allied to one. Before I shall extend the gentleman's name, let us simply call him Mr. Woodston, for I have always adored that name. And until we are properly introduced, I do not believe I should announce his Christian name as though he were my betrothed.
Perhaps there shall be more to share as the summer months progress. Until then, I shall speak with you again, on the morrow.
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
July 4, 2012
Dearest Diary,
There was quite a celebration today and a multitude of patriots turned out for the festivities. I myself enjoyed lunch with Mother and Father and then a visit to the Disney estate in order to commemorate the occasion. We walked the grounds for quite awhile and even dined at a small Inn known for its American faire.
It is often to one's amusement to observe the sort of costumes that adorn the townsfolk on days such as these. Although the majority of them are modest renditions of the nations colours, there are a few who make oneself ridiculous. If you could but see the gentleman that I observed you might not have wondered how he might turn a few heads.
And yet, just before he caught my attention, I was rather taken by a man perhaps a few years my junior. He did not adorn himself with ridicule, but rather with a rare breed of dog, perhaps Welsh in origin, called a Wookie. It appeared to be quite young for the breed for the gentleman carried it upon his back. And were it not for the obvious appeal of the rare breed, the gentleman himself also drew glances for his handsome features and winsome smile.
Although I was never introduced to this stranger, I should believe the companionship of the wookie, and the amiable smile were better attributes for obtaining one's attention than the sort of masquerade approach of the first gentleman.
Nevertheless, I find myself with a bit of pride in my country this evening. And with a certain comaraderie among my countrymen. Even among those who are perhaps a bit ridiculous. I shall hope you feel the same, and that our comaraderie continues on the morrow.
There was quite a celebration today and a multitude of patriots turned out for the festivities. I myself enjoyed lunch with Mother and Father and then a visit to the Disney estate in order to commemorate the occasion. We walked the grounds for quite awhile and even dined at a small Inn known for its American faire.
It is often to one's amusement to observe the sort of costumes that adorn the townsfolk on days such as these. Although the majority of them are modest renditions of the nations colours, there are a few who make oneself ridiculous. If you could but see the gentleman that I observed you might not have wondered how he might turn a few heads.
And yet, just before he caught my attention, I was rather taken by a man perhaps a few years my junior. He did not adorn himself with ridicule, but rather with a rare breed of dog, perhaps Welsh in origin, called a Wookie. It appeared to be quite young for the breed for the gentleman carried it upon his back. And were it not for the obvious appeal of the rare breed, the gentleman himself also drew glances for his handsome features and winsome smile.
Although I was never introduced to this stranger, I should believe the companionship of the wookie, and the amiable smile were better attributes for obtaining one's attention than the sort of masquerade approach of the first gentleman.
Nevertheless, I find myself with a bit of pride in my country this evening. And with a certain comaraderie among my countrymen. Even among those who are perhaps a bit ridiculous. I shall hope you feel the same, and that our comaraderie continues on the morrow.
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
July 3, 2012
Dearest Diary,
Oh that I could hide my dreary disposition today. Were it not for that small fortune I owed to Mr. Lowe today, I perhaps might have been in better spirit. Or perhaps it was the fault of the gold wall, so unwilling to cooperate with my good opinion. Perhaps it is no fault but my own in rising before I was particularly rested this morning. Whatever the reason, I have been of particularly dreadful countenance today.
I suspect that in the course of time the things which trouble me so today will be all gone away and I shall continue to bear in mind the blessings, of which I have plenty. I certainly wish that I might be possessed of a suitable prospect, but I must remember that there is much else that might preoccupy my thoughts.
I have an amiable occupation, a perfectly doting canine, and an abundance of friends and family. Bearing these qualities in mind, I shall render this my Declaration of Independence, and vow not, in fact, to desire such a husband, for at least the remainder of the afternoon (which I shall no doubt adhere to as even the evening has already come and gone). Perhaps I shall be so bold as to declare an Independence Day as well on the morrow.
Oh that I could hide my dreary disposition today. Were it not for that small fortune I owed to Mr. Lowe today, I perhaps might have been in better spirit. Or perhaps it was the fault of the gold wall, so unwilling to cooperate with my good opinion. Perhaps it is no fault but my own in rising before I was particularly rested this morning. Whatever the reason, I have been of particularly dreadful countenance today.
I suspect that in the course of time the things which trouble me so today will be all gone away and I shall continue to bear in mind the blessings, of which I have plenty. I certainly wish that I might be possessed of a suitable prospect, but I must remember that there is much else that might preoccupy my thoughts.
I have an amiable occupation, a perfectly doting canine, and an abundance of friends and family. Bearing these qualities in mind, I shall render this my Declaration of Independence, and vow not, in fact, to desire such a husband, for at least the remainder of the afternoon (which I shall no doubt adhere to as even the evening has already come and gone). Perhaps I shall be so bold as to declare an Independence Day as well on the morrow.
Monday, July 2, 2012
July 2, 2012
Dearest Diary,
I could not have asked for a more pleasant day than I have been fortunate enough to enjoy today. What began with a late morning tea with a very dear friend made for a pleasant carriage ride to the shire west of here, known for its lakes and swans. Upon our return to Granada, we were welcomed home by Lady Pigeon and The Chairman, all prepped and ready for a swim. They are excellent retrievers, the both of them. They were then both bathed and an outing was planned to Ashford where I expect to see more preparations for the eventual move.
It was unusually relaxing and remarkably spectacular. I shall awaken renewed and refreshed on the morrow!
I could not have asked for a more pleasant day than I have been fortunate enough to enjoy today. What began with a late morning tea with a very dear friend made for a pleasant carriage ride to the shire west of here, known for its lakes and swans. Upon our return to Granada, we were welcomed home by Lady Pigeon and The Chairman, all prepped and ready for a swim. They are excellent retrievers, the both of them. They were then both bathed and an outing was planned to Ashford where I expect to see more preparations for the eventual move.
It was unusually relaxing and remarkably spectacular. I shall awaken renewed and refreshed on the morrow!
Sunday, July 1, 2012
July 1, 2012
Dearest Diary,
It has been a busy couple of days as I have made two pilgrimages to the Disney estate and frequented the many paths that lead about the grounds. There were quite a few gentlemen visiting as well and in an unusually gregarious state. One assisted with my carriage, another my dinner, and still another before I even arrived. These did not seem to be their occupations but their mere consideration for my own well-being.
I have spoken before of the particular game we make of it when we visit the Mr. Disneys, however I am persuaded to believe perhaps that the rules were reversed on this particular visit. Nevertheless, it was enjoyable for all parties, I believe.
I have not ventured again to Ashford since early yesterday morning, but I trust it is still standing, and shall be when I return again on the morrow.
It has been a busy couple of days as I have made two pilgrimages to the Disney estate and frequented the many paths that lead about the grounds. There were quite a few gentlemen visiting as well and in an unusually gregarious state. One assisted with my carriage, another my dinner, and still another before I even arrived. These did not seem to be their occupations but their mere consideration for my own well-being.
I have spoken before of the particular game we make of it when we visit the Mr. Disneys, however I am persuaded to believe perhaps that the rules were reversed on this particular visit. Nevertheless, it was enjoyable for all parties, I believe.
I have not ventured again to Ashford since early yesterday morning, but I trust it is still standing, and shall be when I return again on the morrow.
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