Dearest Diary,
I made a visit to the schoolhouse this afternoon for a small bit of music instruction. Our summer holiday is coming to a close and we shall all return in under a fortnight. I cannot deny my amounting enthusiasm.
After assisting mother with the wash and father as he replaced the lanterns in the dining hall, sister and I met with the youngest Mr. Lindsay at the Disney estate. It is one of our very favourite pastimes indeed! What Mr. Disney can do with a small fire is quite remarkable! Tonight we toured the home he built for a family from Switzerland in the higher regions of his estate. The view from their parlour is lovely! Although we have toured the home in the past, it had been some time since our last visit and we elected to rectify such oversight. My apologies to Mr. Robinson.
I am informed that there are to be some suspensions of certain taxes this weekend and I have decided to take advantage of such a rare opportunity. I shall do so on the morrow.
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Thursday, August 2, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
August 1, 2012
Dearest Diary,
The dreary weather got the best of me this morning. I remained at Ashford for far too long and was not able to accomplish the tasks I had hoped, though a few remained successful. And while I felt little hope yesterday, Mr. Woodston returned for a visit today. We exchanged pleasantries for a short while before he would away once more. I do not feel the sort of assurance in his impeccable character but he is a nice diversion on which to focus for the present.
In the morning I shall return briefly to the schoolhouse for a short music lesson before calling on the Mr. Disneys for some exercise. Perhaps you should like to join me on the morrow?
The dreary weather got the best of me this morning. I remained at Ashford for far too long and was not able to accomplish the tasks I had hoped, though a few remained successful. And while I felt little hope yesterday, Mr. Woodston returned for a visit today. We exchanged pleasantries for a short while before he would away once more. I do not feel the sort of assurance in his impeccable character but he is a nice diversion on which to focus for the present.
In the morning I shall return briefly to the schoolhouse for a short music lesson before calling on the Mr. Disneys for some exercise. Perhaps you should like to join me 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.
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.
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.
Friday, November 25, 2011
November 6, 2011
Dearest Diary,
It has been some time since I have made your acquaintance and I have missed you so. It would be nice to venture back the several months we have been absent, however I am afraid there is not much to report on what interests us in particular. I have settled into a new schoolroom and have been introduced to a great many new friends. I have spoken very little with the suitors we have so oft discussed previously that in many ways it seems it has been years since you and I have spoken. But this afternoon found me in the company of someone new. A rather peculiar Mr. Poe, if you please. Our introduction was a bit unusual and our visit to the Disney estate somewhat lacking that magical feeling that Mr. Disney is known for. I suppose I feel an emotion a bit less than Happiness this evening and desired to speak with you about it. Perchance is there a moment when such anticipation delivers a more favourable outcome? I am skeptical of such an ending tonight. Tomorrow will, no doubt, hold an elevated attitude.
It has been some time since I have made your acquaintance and I have missed you so. It would be nice to venture back the several months we have been absent, however I am afraid there is not much to report on what interests us in particular. I have settled into a new schoolroom and have been introduced to a great many new friends. I have spoken very little with the suitors we have so oft discussed previously that in many ways it seems it has been years since you and I have spoken. But this afternoon found me in the company of someone new. A rather peculiar Mr. Poe, if you please. Our introduction was a bit unusual and our visit to the Disney estate somewhat lacking that magical feeling that Mr. Disney is known for. I suppose I feel an emotion a bit less than Happiness this evening and desired to speak with you about it. Perchance is there a moment when such anticipation delivers a more favourable outcome? I am skeptical of such an ending tonight. Tomorrow will, no doubt, hold an elevated attitude.
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