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Date:2004-01-25 14:26
Mood: contemplative

La maison est derrière
le monde en avant
et il y a beaucoup de chemins à marcher par l'ombre au bord de la nuit
jusqu'à ce que les étoiles soient toutes allumées.

Brume et ombre
Nuage et forme
L'espoir se fanent
Tous se fanent

Simple truths like this sadden me.

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Date:2004-01-09 22:53
Subject:Joy of Joys
Mood: depressed

WARDED. Family/Close Friends ONLYCollapse )

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Date:2003-12-23 16:43
Mood: content

First day back at my cottage for the holiday and have I missed it. It's amazing how much I have not thought about Fernside or about my youthful days until I am back there. I tell you, it's very nice to be home. I even went on a walk with Neville down the lane to my garden and I can tell even now that by springtime it'll be something fabulous.

Mari's been all about the house and the surrounding area and she seems to be a little less nervous, then again she's had her friend, Cho, with her. Neville's been about helping me do some of the household duties and whatall.

All in all a nice day back.

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Date:2003-12-16 21:53
Subject:So yes ... another day and another cake
Mood: content

Well now, I'm fifty ... getting more senile by the day. I love it. Neville came up and gave me quite a lovely apple scarf. He's quite good at knitting I've realized. In any case, he and I played several games of Go-Fish and chess, with Minna watching. She's grown so much. She's no longer the tiny little thing she was. It's adorable really.

I also have to say, I loved the gifts from mum and dad. A beautiful scrap book and some new canvases and paints. Truly, I love them. It's not that they got me such wonderfully useful things. It's that they understand me so well. Not many can say that about their parents after all.

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Date:2003-11-28 08:13
Subject:Holidays Are The Best
Mood: good

Lovely. The holidays are almost here. There's just something so wonderful about Christmas. Always been my favorite holiday. I got an owl from mum and dad too yesterday. They are quite looking forward to my coming home for the holidays. They especially want to see Marietta and Neville. They didn't exactly get to talk all that much at the wedding. Mum's been going all grandmotherly knitting scarves, mittens, and socks. I laugh because I am doing the same. Like mother like daughter I suppose.

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Date:2003-11-17 09:01
Mood: curious

Is it just me or has everyone gone a bit daffy?

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Date:2003-11-02 21:26
Subject:Musings and Thoughts
Mood: content

Il mio amore è prezioso a me

L'amerò per sempre ed un giorno ...

In which I remember my time in Messina, Italy. I do need to go back and visit sometime. I wonder if Mariabella is still working at the La pietà Clinica di Malattie Magica ...

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Date:2003-11-02 08:30
Subject:Well now ...
Mood: cheerful

The evening was quite nice. I only wish I had forseen all the dancing I did, else I wouldn't have worn such a close fitting bodice.

The true highlight of the evening was when I figured out that Peeves was the imposter Albus. Being an Empath sure comes in handy, I say.

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Date:2003-10-20 08:32
Mood: happy


Well, I've caught myself up in the inventory and fixed everything Peeves trashed or destroyed. So I am one happy mediwitch right now.

I also got a package from dad just now and I have been nibbling cauldron cakes ever since.

I finished the scarf I was knitting last night, and I do hope Marietta will like it.

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Date:2003-10-15 19:48
Subject:Calm ... really I am.
Mood: calm

Well now, today was a little better. I finished testing all the potions to make sure they were precisely what they were relabeled for. Neville came up to visit with Alastor and I, and indeed helped coax Minna from hiding, the poor dear. I of course conjured up mugs of hot chocolate for all of us and it was a nice ending to the day.

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Date:2003-10-14 09:17
Mood: aggravated

Bullocks on that infernal poultergeist!! Here I was just getting done with the inventory list for the new shipment of potions and he decides to mix them all up and mess with their labels and destroy most of them! Shreds my nightgown and trashes the wing, sending poor Minna in a fright! That's the last straw! I am joining Filch in seeing Peeves out of here! Honestly, of all the insufferable pranks of his!

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Date:2003-10-06 12:23
Subject:Home Sweet Home
Mood: happy

What a marvelous weekend I had. I've truly missed being by the sea. It's a pity I only visit Southampton so infrequently. Come this summer I'll have to take Alastor, Neville, and Marietta. They'll love it. America is lovely, not that I saw much of it. I may end up purchasing a cottage in Cape Helm, Maine. It's too lovely not to visit there at least once a year. It's a pity we couldn't stay away longer ...

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Date:2003-09-30 23:24
Mood: tired

I finally did it. I enchanted the ceiling of my rooms to look much like the ceiling of the great hall. Took me a good hour to get it done right, but at least now I don't have that drab stone ceiling to look at anymore and it's a lot easier than painting a fresco.

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Date:2003-09-30 00:23
Mood: bored

So I couldn't sleep again and I feel really ill. Being unable to sleep and bored out of my mind I decided to spruce up my journal. To say the least I really like my layout right now. Working on the computer is really soothing to me, for some peculiar reason.

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Date:2003-09-28 19:26
Subject:Exhaustion ... *sighs*
Mood: exhausted

Today was a very draining day. All the emotions, from Miss Edgecombe and all the other people at the funeral were tying my heart in knots. To say the least when we got back I collapsed on my bed, apple quilt and all. Didn't get up until now. All I know is I don't want to leave my bed ever again, however childish that sounds. Merlin knows what the poor dear is feeling like, while I go on writing this. I should send a note and see if she wants to join me for tea tomorrow.

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Date:2003-09-26 23:42
Subject:Invisible Harp
Mood: tired

I don't know why I am up right now. Can't sleep. So I wanted to say how happy I was that mum found my harp after all these years. Stewart had put an invisibility charm on it so I never found it, a payback for always filching his violin to play it. So after my mum found it two days ago she took the liberty of sending it to me, and I have to send Mab with a note of profuse thanks and ask her how she managed to find it after so long.

I think I'll play some now, since I cannot sleep.

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Date:2003-09-24 07:52
Mood: mellow

The storm woke me up at nearly midnight. I couldn't go back to sleep so I got up from bed and made my way up to one of the towers and stood in the rain, losing myself in the beauty of the rolling thunder and the brilliant flashes of lightning striking all around me. It's been years since I have seen something a storm as violently beautiful as the one I stood in this past night. I didn't care that I was soaked to the bone, I needed to be in it, to watch it. I remember when I was younger, Stewart and I would always watch the storms. I held my arms out over my head and lost myself in the majesty around me.

Yes, I may be a trifle ill this morning, but I care not. I needed to do that.

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Date:2003-09-22 08:54
Mood: weird

I'm going quietly mad.


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Date:2003-09-19 11:30
Mood: melancholy


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Date:2003-09-15 17:53
Subject:In Denial
Mood: shocked

I did not just read what I read. No.

I did not just get an owl from St. Mungo's requesting my presence to help those injured with my Empathic talents. No.

This is a horrible nightmare. Yes.

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