"For us, our house is not insentient matter—it has a heart, and a soul, and eyes to see us with; and approvals, and solicitudes, and deep sympathies; it is of us, and we are in its confidence, and live in its grace and in the peace of its benediction. We never come home from an absence that its face does not light up and speak out its eloquent welcome—and we can not enter it unmoved."
—Mark Twain, 1896
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Monday, April 18, 2011

I've had the most glorious day.
I’m almost afraid to say the words out loud.
I was in the garden puttering about with my plants and talking with neighbors over the picket fence.
I sat on the stoop where the sun joined me for awhile.
And then, 
whilst we were enjoying fish tacos for dinner,
there were a couple of Doves cooing outside the kitchen window,
 their song wafting in on the scent of freshly mowed grass.

This morning, the postman delivered Book 10 of the Ranger’s Apprentice, The Emperor of Nihon-Ja. Could this day just get any better? Well, actually it does. As I was perusing the web, I noted that John Flanagan has written Book 11 (as yet untitled) which is slated for release in November of this year. And here I thought I’d be seeing the last of Horace, Will and Halt with this The Final Battle.


A really great spring day
and some old friends to join me through the night.
I am beside myself.

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