Hello the House
A time good day to you Sir might you come in sit a spell by the hearth.The road has been bumpy to day and the coach was moved in a horried tourment of swaying to and fro.The day has been warm and the temperature is moderate.being we are near the hoildays.Will the kitchen be a buzz with goodies for the children or will we find the cook in her cup as the sun sinks in the west.Time to put another log on the fire and move the blanket up to the shoulders.The chill goes throught the lodge like a night stalker waiting to jump on the old bones and settle for the eve.Might need to take a bottle from the cuoboard and chase the old Jack-frost to the front pourch..Can only waith for the evening bell to sound the office of the eve.There I hear it time,Now to tie the robe and scat to chaple.......nite all......Peace to all who may read this rambling of the Black Monk............
