My dears....Who KNOWS where the view will take me...each day I wish to go back....BUT EACH DAY I have TO go forward...to see what THIS life will bring me ..IF YOU HAD ANY OTHER TIME TO LIVE WHEN WOULD IT BE???
My Dears...I seem to be caught in the wrong time...what is this year of our Lord 2010? All around seems harsh and bright....when all I desire is a warm fire to sit and sew by...flickering candlelight and a small glass of The Duke of Clarences maderia wine in a tiny handblown glass. Sit with me awhile and tell me stories of the old days...I will sew my lace and fripperies until I hear My Lady call for me...
one day while walking through the yew walk in my ladys house...it was winter and there lay icy puddles around...my boots were worn and i slipped and fell....i awoke cold and my head did ache and everything around me was changed...my time is lost and I try to get back to My Lady who will be worried...she liked how I brushed her hair..said my touch was delicate....and her apparell may need mending..My Lady will be misssing my fine needlework..to live in your time I try to make small fripperies and adornments for your coins...wish me well,
i know i was born in the wrong era, i think the 50's was mine. Or the 20's.
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