Vale Karen

The below fragment of a tale was originally written when Oriel left us - I have added to it as I can just imagine our two Bright Souls indulging happily in Madcap Adventures as they wait for us in the Great Library Beyond....
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Death opened the door to a light and cheerful knock. The Woman standing there - bare of feet, bright of eye, dark of hair - looked up at him and asked "What happens now?"

YOUR CHOICE replied Death
"Ahhh..." She said with delight "Then there will be a Library - full of the books I have read and all the ones I have yet to read. And room enough for all my friends when their time comes as well"
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And there within the library – a smiling familiar face – curled happily within a large and comfortable chair and scribbling madly her latest novel.
The two embraced “What Shenanigans shall we wage upon the world as we wait for the others to join us?"
“Oooh let me think….” And with a wicked chuckle they both began to plot
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[my words modelled upon the writing style and characters of Sir Terry Pratchett]

Lest We Forget

In Flanders fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place: and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
John McCrae (1872–1918)

 They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Laurence Binyon (1869–1943)

Vale

Death opened the door to a light and cheerful knock. The Woman standing there - bare of feet, bright of eye, dark of hair - looked up at him and asked "What happens now?"

YOUR CHOICE replied Death

"Ahhh..." She said with delight "Then there will be a Library - full of the books I have read and all the ones I have yet to read. And room enough for all my friends when their time comes as well"
...

And so it was

[my words modelled upon the writing style and characters of Sir Terry Pratchett]

 

 

And when my time does come I am sure I will find a veritable mountain of books needing cataloguing for this Library-Heaven - and my friend happily curled up in her favourite chair reading her latest favourite book (and then bustling off to cook for us all)

 

Still kicking....

I know I know - I've been off lolly-gagging about the universe rather than updating vital and important blog spots.

It's that whole "work / sleep / work" grind going on over here at the moment.

But in happier memories (ie last November) - I totally walked on the most active volcano in New Zealand AND DIDN'T DIE!!!

Some suspicious characters were lurking about on our travels too!