Dearest Diary,
I fear I have once again been absent these thirteen days. Nevertheless, I return to you this evening with the anticipation of great Happiness. I have spoken to you before of Monsieur Buble, but I had ne'er expected that I might again make his acquaintance. And while the promise of such a meeting is yet two months off, I am overjoyed at the thought. I am hopeful he might delight us with an advent hymn or two on the occasion being at such a time of year, but he has not promised such entertainment. I can only expect a small recital and perhaps a kiss on the hand if we are to be so fortunate. The eldest Miss Lindsay and I simply adore his company.
Additionally, I have the good fortune of recreating a visit to the theatre which I had taken last November. A most beloved tale of Christmas is to arrive in the peninsula only days before I away to the lake regions for the visit with Monsieur Buble. I am a girl to be envied.
Perhaps even more so on the morrow...
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Monday, September 20, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
July 26, 2010
Dearest Diary,
Once again, I find myself along the coast and considering the sorts of essays I shall review on the morrow on the shore. Nevertheless, I am reflecting on the days previous and eager to share with you. I spent the chief of Sunday engaged in a particular hunt. But to no avail. The sort of pie that I sought was not to be found in any inn in the county. I was most disappointed until I arrived at the University today and located more than ten of them. I purchased the ten. The sheer delight I experienced in devouring one has been unequaled in many months and remains still. If you should happen upon the estate, it is possible I could have one to share. However do not count on it if you do not make haste. I am truly fond of the pastry.
There remain only three lectures in the summer. The next is tomorrow...
Monday, July 19, 2010
July 19, 2010
Dearest Diary,
What a day of extensive travel and lectures at the University. I can hardly keep my eyelids open, yet I desired so much to speak to you this evening. I have delighted for many years on the sorts of wildlife that reside in this bit of the country and today I experienced quite another sort. I had heard rumour that bears were native to the peninsula, but have never actually spotted one with my own eyes. Today, however on the long journey north, Father and I came across one just off the path where our carriage rode. He did not seem alarmed or troubled by the proximity of such travelers, but it was not long after we passed by that he turned back to the cluster of trees from whence he had first emerged.
Experiences like this one do remind me of how beautiful many of God's creatures indeed are. I do not exclude myself in such boasting. I feel rather beautiful myself today, although a little the worse for the fatigue. Does it offend you for me to admit such a thing? I shall behave with more modesty, perhaps on Wednesday. (But not, as you recall, on the morrow...)
What a day of extensive travel and lectures at the University. I can hardly keep my eyelids open, yet I desired so much to speak to you this evening. I have delighted for many years on the sorts of wildlife that reside in this bit of the country and today I experienced quite another sort. I had heard rumour that bears were native to the peninsula, but have never actually spotted one with my own eyes. Today, however on the long journey north, Father and I came across one just off the path where our carriage rode. He did not seem alarmed or troubled by the proximity of such travelers, but it was not long after we passed by that he turned back to the cluster of trees from whence he had first emerged.
Experiences like this one do remind me of how beautiful many of God's creatures indeed are. I do not exclude myself in such boasting. I feel rather beautiful myself today, although a little the worse for the fatigue. Does it offend you for me to admit such a thing? I shall behave with more modesty, perhaps on Wednesday. (But not, as you recall, on the morrow...)
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
July 6, 2010
Dearest Diary,
It seems my visits to the coast are becoming increasingly shorter and the journey much longer. Exhaustion inevitably follows. Nevertheless, I have once again arrived back at the Tower View estate long enough to put pen to parchment and get a bit of rest. I shall away again tomorrow to return to the Granada estate and then to the company of good friends and good sport.
I have felt discouraged by the lack of results in such training but am determined to be persistent. I am certain that regardless of how I feel at present, the active nature of the hobby is sure to bring a result of some kind in the near future. I only desire it bring the proper gentleman into my acquaintance. If no Happiness was achieved today on the matter, then perhaps tomorrow?...
It seems my visits to the coast are becoming increasingly shorter and the journey much longer. Exhaustion inevitably follows. Nevertheless, I have once again arrived back at the Tower View estate long enough to put pen to parchment and get a bit of rest. I shall away again tomorrow to return to the Granada estate and then to the company of good friends and good sport.
I have felt discouraged by the lack of results in such training but am determined to be persistent. I am certain that regardless of how I feel at present, the active nature of the hobby is sure to bring a result of some kind in the near future. I only desire it bring the proper gentleman into my acquaintance. If no Happiness was achieved today on the matter, then perhaps tomorrow?...
Sunday, June 13, 2010
June 13, 2010
Dearest Diary,
Today is the day on which my mother and father were wed 40 years ago. It is truly amazing how rare and great an accomplishment that can be, for there are very few husbands and wives who have remained together for such a time. I cannot begin to bestow my thanks for having been born to them. In celebration of such an event (that being their anniversary, not my being born to them) we journeyed together to the northern county for the scenery and merchants. We paid a visit to the Castle of San Marcos and shopped in the village. Additionally, we paused a moment along the shore in order that we might partake of the cooling waters before returning to the estates. It was fortunate that my brothers and sister, as well as our beloved aunt was able to make such a journey together with Mother and Father. I am told there could not have been a finer way to celebrate.
It is often that on such an evening I should be telling you of the return to the schoolhouse in the morning, but alas I remain on holiday. Is not it wonderful? It surprises me daily. I shall indeed let it surprise me again on the morrow...
Today is the day on which my mother and father were wed 40 years ago. It is truly amazing how rare and great an accomplishment that can be, for there are very few husbands and wives who have remained together for such a time. I cannot begin to bestow my thanks for having been born to them. In celebration of such an event (that being their anniversary, not my being born to them) we journeyed together to the northern county for the scenery and merchants. We paid a visit to the Castle of San Marcos and shopped in the village. Additionally, we paused a moment along the shore in order that we might partake of the cooling waters before returning to the estates. It was fortunate that my brothers and sister, as well as our beloved aunt was able to make such a journey together with Mother and Father. I am told there could not have been a finer way to celebrate.
It is often that on such an evening I should be telling you of the return to the schoolhouse in the morning, but alas I remain on holiday. Is not it wonderful? It surprises me daily. I shall indeed let it surprise me again on the morrow...
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