Dearest Diary,
Today was one of much needed rest after such an exciting week. I have found some time to improve the residence at Ashford as well as indulge Lady Pigeon in some play with a stuffed rabbit. She has come to appreciate the animal in a way she never did on more slippery flooring at Granada. It seems her youth has been returned to her in her old age. Would that it could happen to us all.
Fortunately, I do not feel the worse for my age. Rather I feel confident and blessed for the life I have led up to now. And as other occurrences temporarily subside, I begin again to anticipate starting a family of my own some day. It cannot be out of reach for one such as I, I don't believe. Nor for my friends and relation that are in like circumstance. I know of one who has since become engaged, and I shall enjoy hearing the tale on the morrow.
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