Words for Wednesday :: Birch Manor - In Italy again

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Wednesday we were given these Words, supplied byWiseWebWoman and to be found at River's blog:
Garrote
Kisses
Neck
Philanthropist
Pragmatism
     and/or:
Balconies
Decadence
Entertainment
Genius
Public

     I said that I found them too grown-uppish for Unicorn Farm, and they are, but I still have dangling story lines from later on.
   What about a return to Italy and the mystery of the Lorenzoes?

The rather incoherent Chapters can be found on this blog:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Or in their entirety - and a bit corrected - on my dedicated Unicorn Farm/Birch Manor -blog

This piece is supposed to go between chapters 2 and 3.

On their way out from the library, Susan stopped in the front hall at the guest book. It too was old, and chained to the table in a mock up or the old books inside the library proper. Susan flipped through the pages, back to the very beginning of the book. It was old, maybe chained for a reason after all, of course it did not go all the way back to 1571, but the first posts in the book were over two centuries old.
One of the entries were strange, the names entwined and surrounded by a garrote. Susan could read only Medici, and called Knud over to aid her. He did no better, and a young assistant came running up to them. "This is a strange tale," he told them. "It's called the story of the stolen kisses, and in that tale one man loses his neck, and another his true love. It's a tale of true love, a disillusioned philanthropist and pragmatism leading to the ruin of them all."
In his fervour to speak to them and tell his tale, he toppled the inkwell and green ink cascaded down over Susan's backpack and the floor, luckily missing the old book totally.
He pulled out a handkerchief, and excusing profusely, and tried in vain to mop up the ink, only spreading it even more, and rubbing it into Susan's backpack. Knud curtly told him off and he and Susan hurried towards their lodgings in an old, decrepit palazzo nearby.
They hurried, taking a shortcut where the low hanging balconies were a danger for  the tall Knud, and where the traces of decadence from past centuries normally were of great entertainment for them. Not so tonight.
"Genius," Susan spat out, "telling stories that sounds like something from Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's pen and ruining my bag. Are they really mad all of the people at that library?"
"It's strange," Knud agreed, "it's public knowledge that the Medicis were a wicked bunch back in the days, so why all this cloak and dagger mysteries?"

Dragedag :: Appreciate a Dragon-day

I dag er det dragedag      ~    Today is Apprciate a Dragon day.
Vis en drage frem? Ja tak!  ~  Would I ever miss the opportunity to show a dragon?

Den her drage er en måned for tidligt på den ~   This here dragon is a month early
det er først kinesisk nyår om en måned.   ~  Chinese new Year is in a month.

Words for Wednesday ~ Only the Words Onsdagsord ~ Kun ordene!

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over as a moveable feast with many participants supplying the Words.
    When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
    Now, after Sue's demise it is still to be discerned who will take over this role, River is doing it for the rest of 2025, but maybe Lissa will eventually be our new coordinator.

No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to our mind.

This month the words are again supplied byWiseWebWoman and can be found at River's blog.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.

 It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.

So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.

We were given these words:
Garrote
Kisses
Neck
Philanthropist
Pragmatism
    and/or:
Balconies
Decadence
Entertainment
Genius
Public

I repeat what I said last Wednesday; I think I won't use any of them today because they seem far too "adult" for Unicorn Farm writing, and that's what I'm in the mood for. Writing stuff might happen - and get posted - later.

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     Bloglegen Words for Wednesday blev startet af Delores og udviklede sig til  en flytbar fest med mange deltagere, der leverede ordene. Da Delores lukkede sin blog for altid på grund af diverse problemer, overtog Elephant's Child (Sue) rollen som koordinator.
    Nu, efter Sues bortgang, er det stadig uklart, hvem der vil overtage denne rolle. River gør det i resten af 2025, men måske bliver Lissa vores nye koordinator.
     Uanset hvad, hvordan, hvor eller hvem, er målet med ordene at opmuntre os til at skrive. En historie, et digt, hvad end der kommer os i tankerne.

Denne måneds ord bliver leveret af  Sean Jeating og kan findes på Rivers blog.

Hvis du poster et indlæg på din egen blog, så skriv en kommentar på Rivers blog, så vi kan komme forbi og læse det og tilføje et par opmuntrende ord.
      Det er også en udfordring, hvor det gamle ordsprog "Jo flere, jo bedre" holder stik.

Så husk at følge linkene, gå tilbage og læse andres historier. Og skriv gerne en kommentar, når du har læst dem. Udfordringer som denne trives med interaktion, feedback og opmuntring. Og vi har ALLE brug for opmuntring.

Vi fik disse ord:
Garrote - Garrote (et mordredskab)
Kisses - Kys
Neck - Nakke (eller kæle)
Philanthropist - Filantrop
Pragmatism - Pragmatisme
    and/or:
Balconies - Balkoner
Decadence - Dekadent adfærd / udsvævende livsførelse / moralsk forfald
Entertainment - Underholdning (gerne letbenet)
Genius - Geni
Public - Offentlig

Og de ord er alt for voksne, moderne, et eller andet til at jeg rigtig kan stille noget op med dem ... jeg ved ikke hvordan, jeg skulle bruge dem til mine historier om Enhjørningegården.

Poetry Monday :: Glacier & Half an hour more!Mandagsdigt og en halv time længere

Poetry Monday - what's that? It is a blogging game, that Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over the hosting duties, mostly the supplying of the prompts - only temporarily we hope - while Diane at On the Border is taking a break for health and relaxation, travelling the world with her husband as far as we can tell.  We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.

The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.

Today's prompt is: Glacier

A glacier is a big, cold thing,
I feel like living inside one,
But longer days new seasons bring
Enjoy the snow, soon it is gone.


This past night we had minus 11 degrees, very cold!
Tonight we'll have snow, then rain as the temperature rises to above zero once again.

Today the day is already half an hour longer.
The process is speeding up too, yesterday was 2 minutes shorter, tomorrow will be 3 minutes longer, but probably feel shorter because of return to normal January weather, rain low clouds, murky. I'm not a fan. I loved my glacier days.

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Mandagsdigtet er en blogleg, som Mimi fra Messymimi's Meanderings og jeg har overtaget - midlertidigt! - fra Diane, der slapper af og rejser verden rundt med sin mand. Vi håber hun er parat til at tage over igen, når hun kommer hjem.
     Stikordene kommer nu  fra 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts. Det er en Facebook-gruppe, der udgiver et stikord til hver dag i året, men bare rolig, stikordene vil stadig være at finde både her og på Mimis blog.

Dagens stikord er: Gletsjer

En gletsjer den er stor og kold
Jeg tror der står en lige her,
for huset er i kuldens vold
Men det er smukt, og se, det sner!

I morgen vender vejret, se
og regnen er tilbage
Men i mit hjerte glitrer sne
til trøst på triste dage.

Natten til i dag frøs det 11 grader, det var koldt, men klart og flot!
I nat bliver det først sne, så regn, og temperaturen stiger op over frysepunktet,

Dagen i dag er en hel, halv time længere, og nu går det hurtigt, den er to minutter længere end i går, og i morgen vil være tre minutter længere. I morgen vil nok ikke føles længere, fordi den normale januar-tristesse med vådt, klamt og lave skyer vender tilbage.

Old, worn and cobwebby, but it still works. When it's cold, it inside temperature affects it, making it show two degrees over the actual one. It always did.
If we subtract, minus eleven is what we get.

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Gammelt, slidt og fuld af spindelvæv, men det virker.
Når det er koldt, påvirker indendørstemperaturen det, så det viser to grader varmere, end den reelle temperatur. Det har det altid gjort, så vi trækker lige fra. Så viser det minus elleve grader.





- - - - - -  - Coming Themes  - - - - - - - -

taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.

Jan 19 Piece of clothing
Jan 26 That one time
Feb 2 Bamboo
Feb 9 Carousel
Feb 16 Plants with berries

Sunday Selection :: 7. januar :: Søndagsbilleder

How I spent part of Wednesday :: Hvad jeg brugte noget af min onsdag på

 

And of course a lot og the ornaments are  ~  selvfølgelig er meget af pynten

the colour of January         ~      januars farve