Dear Corwynne,
I am sorry that it has been so long since I have written, but we have both real world and fantasy world issues crop up. I will of course stick to the fantasy world stuff, because real world is boring.
When you sent me the ebay auction link I found it amusing. Orli must be getting desperate to be selling his underwear on ebay, what could have possessed him? I showed it to Leggs expecting a sad shake of the head, which for him is astonished amusement. But that was not his response. His first response was confusion, which is becoming a common first response for Leggs....anyway he didn't understand why this bizarrely shaped fabric was signed by Orli and up for sale in the palantir box(which is what he calls the computer now). I had to explain that it wasn't just fabic, it was underwear. "Underwear?" Then I remembered your brother's name for it. "Small clothes." I said. Instant understanding from Leggs and even more rare...Rage. Rage on Leggs manifests itself as a slight downturn of the corners of his mouth.. I don't think I have ever seen so much emotion on his face.
This took place several fantasy days ago and much has happend since. An Elven council has been formed to see what, if anything, they can do about this. Orli is not really an Elf, so is he subject to an Elven sense of decorum or is he, as a man, free to do as he pleases. In the end it was decided that as a man he is free to do as he pleases, but that if he expects a warm welcome in the settlemnet, or any Elvish community again, he had better think before pulling out his small clothes again.
Well, that is what has been going on here. I have to finish getting ready for our Thanksgiving travels. Talk to you soon,
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Robinson the Clever II
My Dearest Kendrah,
I agree he was most clever! I think I learned just how creative he was when I discovered that his fantasy life often didn't include me.
I'd get up in the morning, let him out, feed him (because Aragorn likes to sleep in a bit when he has access to a real bed) and head off to work.
While I was gone, the boys hosted all sorts of interesting guests. Turns out Robinson was a big fan of afternoon tea. He and Aragorn would sit around with Bilbo drinking tea, discussing poetry and debating the agility of Shire squirrels. Robinson particularly enjoyed when "the nice old man with the grey beard" stopped by. He always had special treats secreted away in his robe and let Robinson curl up on his cloak while slipping him little bits of buttered toast and providing the oh-so-important ear scratching. I'm not sure which he enjoyed more...Gandalf's toast or Geoffy's pizza crusts.
By the time I'd get home from from work all that was left of the fantasy were a few scone crumbs and tea cups in the sink. At least could amuse himself!
I think I need to run next door for another cup of coffee. We had a wine tasting last night and I found two that I think Gladders would enjoy. Perhaps I'll send over a few bottles just to make nice. . .
Off for that coffee!!!
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
I agree he was most clever! I think I learned just how creative he was when I discovered that his fantasy life often didn't include me.
I'd get up in the morning, let him out, feed him (because Aragorn likes to sleep in a bit when he has access to a real bed) and head off to work.
While I was gone, the boys hosted all sorts of interesting guests. Turns out Robinson was a big fan of afternoon tea. He and Aragorn would sit around with Bilbo drinking tea, discussing poetry and debating the agility of Shire squirrels. Robinson particularly enjoyed when "the nice old man with the grey beard" stopped by. He always had special treats secreted away in his robe and let Robinson curl up on his cloak while slipping him little bits of buttered toast and providing the oh-so-important ear scratching. I'm not sure which he enjoyed more...Gandalf's toast or Geoffy's pizza crusts.
By the time I'd get home from from work all that was left of the fantasy were a few scone crumbs and tea cups in the sink. At least could amuse himself!
I think I need to run next door for another cup of coffee. We had a wine tasting last night and I found two that I think Gladders would enjoy. Perhaps I'll send over a few bottles just to make nice. . .
Off for that coffee!!!
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
Monday, November 15, 2004
Robinson the Clever
My Dearest Corwynne,
Robinson is the cleverest dog ever. Not only did he manage to create a healthy fantasy life for himself he was very smart about it. Did you know that some of it was set in his future. I saw him just yesterday as he an Aragorn ran through the forrest outside the settlement. Brilliant!!!!
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
Robinson is the cleverest dog ever. Not only did he manage to create a healthy fantasy life for himself he was very smart about it. Did you know that some of it was set in his future. I saw him just yesterday as he an Aragorn ran through the forrest outside the settlement. Brilliant!!!!
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
Friday, November 12, 2004
Robinson
My Dearest Kendrah,
I'm so glad Legolas was able to come! And he managed to get the boys to go out hunting and camping for a few days, so we can really get some work done.
Aragorn and I were reminiscing about Robinson the other day. He was thinking he should write a ballad about their adventures together so I'm pulling together some info.
As you may remember, Robinson was was my sad little dacshund/beagle mix that came from that terrible rescue on the East End where the lady had 63 dogs living in the house. He was just about my speed. Sweet, quiet and really just wanted to sit on the couch, cuddle and watch TV.
He needed a fantasy life!
He fell in love with Aragorn the first time they met. Aragorn had that way about him...all the animals love him! I think it's the way he murmurs soothingly in Elvish and scratches them behind the ears in that perfect spot. Robinson loved it when Aragorn came over. We'd all sit on the couch and he'd snuggle in the middle. Aragorn was teaching us both Sindarin (I'm pleased to say I progressed beyond Sit! Down! and Play dead!). We'd drink shiraz, I'd work on my cross-stitch (I swear someday I'l get into banner making!) and Aragorn would read us poetry (in Elvish, of course!)
Remember when Aragorn made Robinson a little Lothlorien cloak so he could blend into the landscape and the two of them snuck into the zoo after it closed to see the "oliphaunts"? Robinson loved the oliphaunts! And the giraffes, though they made Aragorn a bit nervous. I haven't mentioned the new big reptile exhibit...not sure how Aragorn would react to a Komodo Dragon. Robinson showed Aragorn all around Highland Park and warned him against playing with the raccoons. We have a rabies issue here, you see.
Not that the frolicking was limited to the park! When I was working a show and coming in late, Aragorn and Robinson would pop over to Arda and they'd spend weeks patrolling and tracking and routing out orcs. Robinson became quite a favorite among the Dunedain! Robinson also loved the forests around Rivendell...all the Elf maidens doted on him because he had those big sad hound eyes. He became a huge fan of the Hall of Fire, curled up on a pillow while Elrond scratched his ears and laments were sung..he so loved laments!
I need to run do an internet sales check...I'll pick up Robinson's story later.
Your Affectionate Friend,
Cowynne
I'm so glad Legolas was able to come! And he managed to get the boys to go out hunting and camping for a few days, so we can really get some work done.
Aragorn and I were reminiscing about Robinson the other day. He was thinking he should write a ballad about their adventures together so I'm pulling together some info.
As you may remember, Robinson was was my sad little dacshund/beagle mix that came from that terrible rescue on the East End where the lady had 63 dogs living in the house. He was just about my speed. Sweet, quiet and really just wanted to sit on the couch, cuddle and watch TV.
He needed a fantasy life!
He fell in love with Aragorn the first time they met. Aragorn had that way about him...all the animals love him! I think it's the way he murmurs soothingly in Elvish and scratches them behind the ears in that perfect spot. Robinson loved it when Aragorn came over. We'd all sit on the couch and he'd snuggle in the middle. Aragorn was teaching us both Sindarin (I'm pleased to say I progressed beyond Sit! Down! and Play dead!). We'd drink shiraz, I'd work on my cross-stitch (I swear someday I'l get into banner making!) and Aragorn would read us poetry (in Elvish, of course!)
Remember when Aragorn made Robinson a little Lothlorien cloak so he could blend into the landscape and the two of them snuck into the zoo after it closed to see the "oliphaunts"? Robinson loved the oliphaunts! And the giraffes, though they made Aragorn a bit nervous. I haven't mentioned the new big reptile exhibit...not sure how Aragorn would react to a Komodo Dragon. Robinson showed Aragorn all around Highland Park and warned him against playing with the raccoons. We have a rabies issue here, you see.
Not that the frolicking was limited to the park! When I was working a show and coming in late, Aragorn and Robinson would pop over to Arda and they'd spend weeks patrolling and tracking and routing out orcs. Robinson became quite a favorite among the Dunedain! Robinson also loved the forests around Rivendell...all the Elf maidens doted on him because he had those big sad hound eyes. He became a huge fan of the Hall of Fire, curled up on a pillow while Elrond scratched his ears and laments were sung..he so loved laments!
I need to run do an internet sales check...I'll pick up Robinson's story later.
Your Affectionate Friend,
Cowynne
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Good News
My Dearest Corwynne,
Legolas has decided to come with me for the cleaning trip. He was very understanding of you need for him and agrees that if he had to sit through those two alone his head would explode. He does not understand the need for all this talk. You are king, be king...don't talk about being king. In this regard, he has done just that. He is a Prince and the founder of the settlement, so he has informed the others that he is taking a trip. He has also told them that the laws they want will not be inacted before, during or after his absence. And speaking of his absence....Gimli will be in charge during that. They don't seem to be to happy about that.
Perhaps they will all get so mad that they will leave. A settlement of three would suit me just fine at this point. But they are stubborn and none of them want to see Gladders more than they don't want to live with Gimli, me and random hobbits so there is little hope of that.
Anyway, we shall be there to see you shortly and look forward to it greatly.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
Legolas has decided to come with me for the cleaning trip. He was very understanding of you need for him and agrees that if he had to sit through those two alone his head would explode. He does not understand the need for all this talk. You are king, be king...don't talk about being king. In this regard, he has done just that. He is a Prince and the founder of the settlement, so he has informed the others that he is taking a trip. He has also told them that the laws they want will not be inacted before, during or after his absence. And speaking of his absence....Gimli will be in charge during that. They don't seem to be to happy about that.
Perhaps they will all get so mad that they will leave. A settlement of three would suit me just fine at this point. But they are stubborn and none of them want to see Gladders more than they don't want to live with Gimli, me and random hobbits so there is little hope of that.
Anyway, we shall be there to see you shortly and look forward to it greatly.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
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