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dancerjodiAfter tending to the animals, showering and dressing I descended the stairs of the manor to find my boots waiting for me, dirty with the snow from last night. With tired eyes from little rest I set down to tighten the laces. I wasn't going to be going anywhere if I didn't allow the carriage to warm up first.
Facing the weather once again I thought of warmer, drier days. Carriage started, I returned to the warmth of the manor to make some tea. The tannins and sugar always give me a much needed boost in the morning and would be most appropriate on this cold winter day.
After readying myself I braved the cold once more, only this time there was a different picture outside. Where my carriage once was there stood a man in fine velvets and satins wearing a funny hat. He gestured to a large, plush looking carpet and said "My Lady, your carriage to Maldonia" awaits. Being one that can never resist an adventure, I cautiously stepped up onto the beast. For a carpet it was surprisingly solid, yet comfortable at the same time. It was quite warm despite being merely a platform with no doors or windows to speak of, almost as if a fire burned under a mantle nearby. My footman assisted in loading my packages onto our floating vehicle and I settled into the bright brocade pillows and prepared for the ride.
I must say, it was the fastest trip to Maldonia I have taken in all of my years! The kind footman let me off at the door of my place of occupation and with a bow disappeared as fast as he had arrived. I turned to the building tentatively and slowly opened the door, expecting it to poof away just as the carpet did. What I felt was just cold steel and glass, and saw the familiar muddy mat in the foyer to welcome those ill patients seeking our care. What a curious morning! It surely is more fun to have a carpet ride in the snow than the average clumsy carriage ride over roads that have long been unclear!
I wonder what this afternoon will bring, or if my adventures for the time being are at an end. At least we will be having tea and cakes for Michael's birthday! In the meantime, I will try and settle into business.
Facing the weather once again I thought of warmer, drier days. Carriage started, I returned to the warmth of the manor to make some tea. The tannins and sugar always give me a much needed boost in the morning and would be most appropriate on this cold winter day.
After readying myself I braved the cold once more, only this time there was a different picture outside. Where my carriage once was there stood a man in fine velvets and satins wearing a funny hat. He gestured to a large, plush looking carpet and said "My Lady, your carriage to Maldonia" awaits. Being one that can never resist an adventure, I cautiously stepped up onto the beast. For a carpet it was surprisingly solid, yet comfortable at the same time. It was quite warm despite being merely a platform with no doors or windows to speak of, almost as if a fire burned under a mantle nearby. My footman assisted in loading my packages onto our floating vehicle and I settled into the bright brocade pillows and prepared for the ride.
I must say, it was the fastest trip to Maldonia I have taken in all of my years! The kind footman let me off at the door of my place of occupation and with a bow disappeared as fast as he had arrived. I turned to the building tentatively and slowly opened the door, expecting it to poof away just as the carpet did. What I felt was just cold steel and glass, and saw the familiar muddy mat in the foyer to welcome those ill patients seeking our care. What a curious morning! It surely is more fun to have a carpet ride in the snow than the average clumsy carriage ride over roads that have long been unclear!
I wonder what this afternoon will bring, or if my adventures for the time being are at an end. At least we will be having tea and cakes for Michael's birthday! In the meantime, I will try and settle into business.
