I have just sold my second parchment today. You can imagine my excitement. I am trading on my electronic box,and it still comes as a surprise to me that any other elf would wish to buy them. Most of them are in split new condition, though,bought for my work at Dingley Dell Academy. Most were used once or twice,then carefully placed back on the shelves. I posted them in the Dingley Dell Community Post Slot today. Hopefully the two elfen ladies who bought them will enjoy them.
It has been a day of surprises,as a call came in from Queen Brighid the Bright this morning. She was bursting with enthusiasm,and glowing in the aftermath of the Dingley Dell Heritage Week. I have to admit,if a small tad grudgingly,that she did a good job.Pomp and circumstance was ever her style, and she delivered with ease. She invited me to yet another meeting,to make plans for the next event. We chatted for half an hour,the longest I have been able to maintain the bonhomie,and also made plans for a meeting regarding our betrothal ceremony. We need to set the agenda in terms of readings, and music. I have a good idea of what I want, but it will do no harm to talk it over,and stay in our Queen Brighid's good books. So it looks like July will be a red letter month.
I walked to the Mail Slot today,no small task and all uphill on the way back. Just a part of my new ongoing fitness regime. In the village, I took in my usual weekly visit to the Ladies Of Mercy Charity shop,where they had a new array of used parchments on offer, and some sweet pieces of porcelain.I resisted the bears and hedgehogs,but a few romantic parchment novelettes did find their way into my shopping bag. I stopped awhile to talk to the aged elfen on the desk. Her white flossy hair and pale red lips made her appear more gaunt than her chubby arms belied. She only took 3 geld for the parchments and wished me the joys of the day. I also had a coffee in the Buttercup Bistro,and a delicious plate of potato,leek,and gherkin soup. I sat by the window and looked at the Big Water rolling hard into the dark pebble beach. I love my days here in Dingley Dell,working at the pastimes I have chosen,and watching the rest of the world go by. I feel very privileged to have this time.
I wandered around our little toadstool on my return taking in the warmth of it all.It is the sunniest of homes and I always rejoice in coming home to it. It is always bright with fresh flowers,the aroma of acorn coffee and the lightness of oaken furniture. Pendragon and I will enjoy fresh salads tonight in our sun room.We will go for a walk up the avenue to see the stars,and return home in time to water the young plants in the garden, and check that our garden visitors are all in good shape. Today Mandolini sits on the doorstep of the sun room ,looking particularly exhausted,sitting on his log. Beside him,Pianolo is rummaging through yet another text. He always has bright stars in his eyes and a jolly laidback smile.
Under the wisteria,I can see Basso Profundo carrying sunflowers,and looking rather solemn for the day. Lying beside him,sheltered by the trailing wisteria branches ,is Verde, tiny red and white toadstool in hand. They truly are my favourite Backyard Boys. Everything seems sunnier because they are there,and when we are away,we know how well they take care of our home.
In the front the Flowerpot people keep the starlings at bay. These birds' daily squabbles over food supplies persist,so much so that our smaller flying visitors only come to the back garden at the moment.I don't want to stop feeding them,as their babies need the fruits of their foraging,but I am sorely tempted to cut back for a few days.
Tomorrow I journey to Brigantia, to do some window shopping , keep a appointment with the Tooth Technician and on my return,I have a late afternoon show to do at Dingley Dell Community Radio network. Jiminy Jinks has gone down with a dew fever and cannot attend,so my name came up on the filler roster. I shall spend some time this evening sorting my playlist,collecting some data and devising some merry quips. Another busy day,at the fifth toadstool from the left in Lobelia Drive.
Much frolicking this evening, my dear friends, and may the night not come before you have done everything you wish to,before the sun sets. From Amarantha Willow,the Rainbow Faery.
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