Written By Mabelle
May 3, 2022, 5:49 a.m.(7/28/1017 AR)
I'm overwhelmed by the number of artists and volunteers eagers to perform at the Patronsday Art Festival.
Can you imagine? I might actually just sit there and be pretty.
Can you imagine? I might actually just sit there and be pretty.
Written By Mabelle
May 2, 2022, 4:39 a.m.(7/25/1017 AR)
There is a limit to the grieving one's heart can do without becoming permanently crippled.
Written By Mabelle
April 30, 2022, 12:30 p.m.(7/22/1017 AR)
Donations are exciting.
Art pieces are exciting.
Donations of art pieces are doubly so!
And anonymous no less.
I am torn between investigating who the artist is and respecting their privacy. And what if they want to be found and are just playing hard to get?
All pieces will be displayed in the Art Festival next week!
Art pieces are exciting.
Donations of art pieces are doubly so!
And anonymous no less.
I am torn between investigating who the artist is and respecting their privacy. And what if they want to be found and are just playing hard to get?
All pieces will be displayed in the Art Festival next week!
Written By Mabelle
April 29, 2022, 2:25 p.m.(7/20/1017 AR)
Someone suggested that I will channel my feelings toward writing a piece for the Art Festival.
It is not my tendency to play in public.
I'm quite nervous.
It is not my tendency to play in public.
I'm quite nervous.
Written By Mabelle
April 27, 2022, 12:38 a.m.(7/15/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Felicia
I invited Dame Felicia to tea in our library and we had a conversation where she placed all my ducks in a row.
What a remarkable, knowledgeable woman.
I should invite her more often.
What a remarkable, knowledgeable woman.
I should invite her more often.
Written By Mabelle
April 24, 2022, 8:41 a.m.(7/10/1017 AR)
Idle hands make fretful minds.
Written By Mabelle
April 23, 2022, 5:47 a.m.(7/8/1017 AR)
It seems puppies and cake go well together.
Too well.
Too well.
Written By Mabelle
April 20, 2022, 1:25 a.m.(7/1/1017 AR)
My appointment of Minister of Population six years ago was incidental. But it was as incidental as walking into a shop and finding the last pair of shoes is precisely your size. I wanted an appointment and I was given one and while striving to be all that it is, I found that it is all that I am.
My entire life I have been devoted to other people, through the works of medicine, the manual labor of patching, stitching and dressing Princes, Lords and commoners, to the experiments in my laboratory to find remedies. Though I will confess there was selfishness in those acts, for I did find pleasure in it. Afterwards the help came in means of diplomacy, sparing the people a war is always a relief. But I sin in that pleasure as well. There is not more satisfying than winning on the negotiation table. Compromise also works. Less glee but less blood.
Fix, done. When I'm lucky.
Prevent, done. Sometimes. Not always.
Improve. I've done that too. Another sin of pleasure, enjoying the fruit, the fame, the recognition, the notability.
I suppose there is no selfless good deed.
Not only for the people of Artshall though. While our duty lies within those who entrust their lives to us, I've always helped where I could. Actually I'm often accused of stubborness, carelessness, taking the field where I should remain in the tent or the carriage. I do not care, I want to help and maybe I am being foolish, but I rather be unwise than full with remorse of not lending a hand.
This is not an account of my life's work. It is however a testement for one sin I will never commit, a pleasure I will not satisfy for it is not a pleasure to me at all and that is feeling relief the trouble finds others but me and mine.
Perhaps I am "too good of a soul".
I'm perfectly fine with that.
My entire life I have been devoted to other people, through the works of medicine, the manual labor of patching, stitching and dressing Princes, Lords and commoners, to the experiments in my laboratory to find remedies. Though I will confess there was selfishness in those acts, for I did find pleasure in it. Afterwards the help came in means of diplomacy, sparing the people a war is always a relief. But I sin in that pleasure as well. There is not more satisfying than winning on the negotiation table. Compromise also works. Less glee but less blood.
Fix, done. When I'm lucky.
Prevent, done. Sometimes. Not always.
Improve. I've done that too. Another sin of pleasure, enjoying the fruit, the fame, the recognition, the notability.
I suppose there is no selfless good deed.
Not only for the people of Artshall though. While our duty lies within those who entrust their lives to us, I've always helped where I could. Actually I'm often accused of stubborness, carelessness, taking the field where I should remain in the tent or the carriage. I do not care, I want to help and maybe I am being foolish, but I rather be unwise than full with remorse of not lending a hand.
This is not an account of my life's work. It is however a testement for one sin I will never commit, a pleasure I will not satisfy for it is not a pleasure to me at all and that is feeling relief the trouble finds others but me and mine.
Perhaps I am "too good of a soul".
I'm perfectly fine with that.
Written By Mabelle
April 13, 2022, 6:43 a.m.(6/16/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Cristoph
My entire group of canine companions is posted the the entry.
We will catch the culprit.
We will catch the culprit.
Written By Mabelle
April 12, 2022, 11:19 p.m.(6/15/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Savio
I can have the cake,
And eat it too,
If there are a dozen of them,
Silly you!
And eat it too,
If there are a dozen of them,
Silly you!
Written By Mabelle
April 12, 2022, 2:21 a.m.(6/13/1017 AR)
I have been personally attacked!
I went by the kitchen this morning with Adelina to collect her basket of baked goods and my breakfast and was met with a stressed baker who informed me the kitchen was raided over night and I will have to wait another hour! Someone absconded with all the cookies and chocolate cakes and everything cookie and cakey and chocolatey.
They did not seem too startled by the act, only by having to make me wait.
Something is fishy.
And fishes are not for Breakfast.
Investigation will ensue.
I went by the kitchen this morning with Adelina to collect her basket of baked goods and my breakfast and was met with a stressed baker who informed me the kitchen was raided over night and I will have to wait another hour! Someone absconded with all the cookies and chocolate cakes and everything cookie and cakey and chocolatey.
They did not seem too startled by the act, only by having to make me wait.
Something is fishy.
And fishes are not for Breakfast.
Investigation will ensue.
Written By Mabelle
April 10, 2022, 1:47 p.m.(6/10/1017 AR)
Not all scars have physical manifestations.
Written By Mabelle
April 8, 2022, 2:29 p.m.(6/6/1017 AR)
It seems that when someone asks me a question about Artshall they risk getting an essay in return.
Write at your own risk.
Write at your own risk.
Written By Mabelle
April 2, 2022, 3:16 a.m.(5/21/1017 AR)
Bravado is the most infuriating word when directed at you.
Written By Mabelle
April 2, 2022, 3:14 a.m.(5/21/1017 AR)
The task of opening up to another after holding things close to your chest for years is like a personal battle. I'm not certain if I experienced victory or defeat, but it is definitely a milestone.
Written By Mabelle
March 28, 2022, 2:16 a.m.(5/11/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Amari
The Oatcakes were delicious. I was merely teasing you. Just maybe not for a wedding.
Written By Mabelle
March 28, 2022, 2:16 a.m.(5/11/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Amari
The Oatcakes were delicious. I was merely teasing you. Just maybe not for a wedding.
Written By Mabelle
March 25, 2022, 11:10 a.m.(5/6/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Eiran
If you see my dog Maple running around delivering messages to people, it is not me!
I lent him to my cousin Eiran and now I wonder if they are having too much fun together.
I lent him to my cousin Eiran and now I wonder if they are having too much fun together.
Written By Mabelle
March 25, 2022, 11:08 a.m.(5/6/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Eirene
And they say too much cake is not good for you.
Not enough cake is not good for you.
I would know, I'm a physician!
Not enough cake is not good for you.
I would know, I'm a physician!
Written By Mabelle
March 22, 2022, 5:48 a.m.(4/28/1017 AR)
I suppose idle hands are not always the source of evil. I've spent some time in the laboratory this weekend carving beewax candles. After a while you get creative. I'm pleased with the outcome. Perhaps I should hold a workshop.
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