Feeling a bit like the lady of a manor house, even though Carrie got the “lady of the manor house” room. My room is small, but it’s charms are many. For instance, my bed is four hundred years old. My bed is twice as old as the country of my birth. Here is a picture:
It’s also so comfortable!
Yesterday we made a glorious high tea with cucumber sandwiches, egg sandwiches, banana bread, scones, cream, the best honey I have ever had in my entire life, and my very well-received chicken salad sandwiches. The dining room has a massive candlebra. I have not taken a picture of that.
However, I have taken several of the castle peacocks:
Holly Black and her awesome galoshes attempts to pose with the Castle Peacock.
She has far more luck with his harem of Castle Peahens.
There are supposedly deer. I have yet to see them. There is also an inordinate amount of pink. Observe:
Sarah Cross and Ally Carter take a break from firestarting duties to show off their rosy fashions.
Carrie Ryan and I flash our fabu fingerless gloves in magenta hues.
Yes, I have a big furry hat. No, it is not made from the skin of dead killer unicorns.
More castley goodness later! Now, I must write! (And have tea.)
March 9th, 2009 at 8:28 am
Wow that looks so fun and awesome!!!!
/waves at Carrie
March 9th, 2009 at 8:32 am
AHHAHHHHHHHH!!!! RUN AWAY!!!
It’s the Two-headed YA Writer of the Castle!!!
(almost matching jacket and gloves is only slightly disconcerting.)
RUN AWAY!!!!!!
March 9th, 2009 at 9:23 am
It looks fantastico, and man. Let me tell you- things like sleeping in a bed twice as old as your country’s entire history? That’s what I love about adventures like these, thank you so much for sharing.
PS- Tell Carrie if she doesn’t bring me back pictures of those gravestones, she’s grounded!
March 9th, 2009 at 9:34 am
Can you write and have tea at the same time?
March 9th, 2009 at 9:39 am
Lots of brainstorming. Less writing than I’d have hoped for… so far.
March 9th, 2009 at 12:41 pm
I love that the security word was “grave”…
I hope you are all having fun. Trying not to be too-too jealous. I love the volkswagon-beep sound peacocks make and the aaaahhhwoooo!
March 9th, 2009 at 1:14 pm
Oh, wow, Kathleen. Hi.
(rethinks Unicorn’s Secret-as-Rampant cover parody…)
Is that what a volkswagon sounds like? Because these peacocks SCREAM. Most disturbing!
March 9th, 2009 at 3:22 pm
Love the pics and way cool sleeping in a bed that old. Did they give you any history of who it belonged to?
Waving at Carrie, and wanting to see pics of tombstones too. Or ghost, okay any and all of it.
March 9th, 2009 at 7:22 pm
Looks like oodles of fun. Except peacocks kind of scare me, since if you yell at them, they’ll yell back. (I learned this in 5th grade when my friends and I, for some reason, began screaming at the many peacocks around our school.)
March 10th, 2009 at 6:13 am
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