The Dusters Visit

Brian and I went to Lewtrenchard Manor (amazing winter deals!) over night for my birthday last week. It was as enchanting as always and made my birthday extra special indeed. I knew that some of the house faeries would like to come with us and decided on the Dusters. I am currently writing about them and since they have taken up residence on my desk, they seemed like the perfect choice for an adventure in Lewtrenchard. We have no idea of what they got up to when we weren’t watching, but I did catch them exploring the amazingly carved fireplace in our room. It was quite a feat for them to find their way up to the mantle but they seemed to enjoy it and we all made it safely home to Stinhall in the morning. We took Elfie (the dog) with us, which was very exciting for him. He was on his best behavior. 

We had high hopes of getting away with no snow this winter, but alas, it was not to be. Don’t get me wrong - I love the beauty of snow but weighed against a week of being snowed in - well, I could live on memories of snow for a year or two instead of experiencing the real thing again. Having said that, I really DO love it and the beauty of it is always quite astounding. I took a photo at dusk with clear skies and a moon and then like magic, in the morning the world had transformed again. For those sticklers who notice things like that - the moon shot was taken last week (you can tell by the phase it’s in) but it illustrates what I mean! 

Brian and I are feeding the birds twice a day now since they can’t really find anything for themselves with so much snow (with a coating of ice underneath it) and while it is just enchanting to see them all flock to the feeders, it also is a full time job keeping Buster (the cat) from ambushing them and killing them. I know he thinks we are terribly unfair to him - we can tell by his expression of sheer disgust -but I refuse to provide a cafeteria style dinner of six or seven kinds of birds for him to choose from. He is very disgruntled now (I know this because he just tried to bite me as I walked past) and has taken up residence in a cardboard box in the hallway. We are all going to be cooped up in the house for the next few days, until the snow and ice melt, so I’m going to have to convince Buster to play nicely - not an easy task. Never mind. Spring will come eventually.