Category: Time
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Ivy Giles
Ivy Giles is the farmer’s wifeOr was, as the case may beFor when she was in her human lifeIt was Seventeen Sixty-Three Patience, her faithful dogHad a loud and ferocious barkAnd Silas, her trusty mogHad an aversion to the dark She had a pig named Primrose BlueWho didn’t like the catHe wasn’t keen on Patience…
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Ite in the Grinds
We’ve had our first dusting of snow today. The Grinds seem to have pulled themselves in ready for the freezing onslaught of sub-zero temperatures, and then pushed themselves back again because of the rain that seems to have been brought along for good measure. The Lake’s completely hidden; come to think of it most of…
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Meanwhile, back at the Mansion…
Not having a lot of time at present, I had the excellent idea of relocating the Laboratory in the Mansion. Long time readers will be aware that the Bathroom has doubled for my Lab on more than one occasion, but, owing to the amount of scientific tat stuff I now have in there, it was…
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Lone Wolf
In almost total white-out, the opposite of nightImages can still emerge through this eerie light Over in the distance… is that what I can see?A wolf crossing the snow-covered field – or does the snow tease me? And over by the fence there… is that someone’s shoe?Actually, unless my eyes play tricks, I think there…
The Mansionic Perspective 