The poet thrills to each morning, awakening in the idyllic Poet's Cottage. Birds are part of this syncronicity... sometimes they grip a spring insect in their beaks. In this setting of Victorian tranquility the poet writes small hardcover books on romantic verse, and authors novels on Victorian fiction.
Added pleasures come from playing artist where the palette is dewy watercolour. One can paint while notetaking, while imaging. When the garden is splendid with yellow daffodils and jonquils I sketch or knit under the cascading willow.
Winter finds me beside a crackling fire knitting Scottish tweed socks and supping on raisin toast. I spoil myself with teapots and petit fours, staying up late like a naughty child. Entranced with beeswax candles.
My bedroom is a writer's haven. In summer the blithe cotton sheet is a tablecloth for dainty china plates of egg sandwiches, cut into triangles and garnished with needles of sliced lettuce. On certain afternoons I prop myself up in a newly made bed of rose-scented linen so I might indulge in truffle chocolates and the reading of old world children's books.
I deposit myself in the local coffee lounge to ponder and languish. Tea and notes and amusing observations. Feeling the gorgeousness of a felted bookcover I finished only yesterday. Italian sponge fingers. With unhurried fingers I reach into my bluebell canvas bag for English Country Living magazine as if it were a longed-for bunch of wildflowers.
Again and again we know that writing is living theatre. It's a collection of life.
Esmerelda Jones
Author of Victorian Fiction and Old Curiosities
The Higher Self For Writers, Thinkers and Romantics
Poet's Cottage Knitting
The Private Writer
Title: Secret Rendezvous
Artist: Alex Stefan
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