Dolly Parton - I will always love you

What I Wanted To Hear Instead of Angry Songs

Lighthouses of Caledon & Steelhead

Sometimes it's nice to find a beacon that guides one from the burdens that press so darkly upon the heart. What I needed was some light to shine its way through the fogs and troubled waters of hopes dashed, and a heart drowning in the oceans of sorrow. What better a symbol of hope to sailors fearful of being awashed upon the treacherous shoals of life, than the welcoming ray of warmth emanating from a stately lighthouse. And so, to honour those fellow Caledonians and Steelheadians who have reached out their arms of love to me, and pulled me in safe from the storm, I give you this gift...the lighthouses of Steelhead and Caledon. It was a project I had begun several days prior, and thought now was a fitting time to finish it.

I would like to give a special thanks to Lady "Whoop-ass" Protector Diamanda Gustavson, who went with me on most of this journey of the soul photography yesterday evening, giving me her company and a ready ear! Another thanks goes to Major Erasmus Margulis, who offered me the sanctuary of his lighthouse. I don't think he expected me to use it in this way. *smiles softly*

Kattryn Severin's Lighthouse in Steelhead

Joni Vargas' Lighthouse in The Moors

Ordinal Malaprop's Steampunk Lighthouse in Caledon Prime

Reitsuki Kojima's Lighthouse in The Port

Major Erasmus Margulis' Lighthouse in The Cay

Doc Wrangler's Lighthouse in Kittiwickshire

Zoe Connoly's Lighthouse in Regency

A Broken Engagement

This perhaps will be one of the saddest entries ever in my journal. I found it to be necessary last evening to break my engagement to Mr. Americanpsycho98 Book. We are no longer a couple. I have no desire to explain publicly why. If asked privately, I may or may not tell you, depending on how well I know you. I do want to say this, though. He is still a friend, and remains so, and I will continue to allow him to sell his goods from my Boutique in the Moors. I would hope my friends continue to treat him respectfully, courteously, and kindly, as they always have in the past. I am in no way making any public denouncements of him. He is hurting as much as I am right now, maybe even more so. He has done many good things to me and for me (such as keeping my parcels in Caledon alive while my computer was dead for 40 days). Being single again will take alot of getting used to. This is something that I don't want to do, but it is also something I have to do. Thank you, 98, for all the good memories. I will cherish them. And thank you my friends (you know who you are), who have taken time to comfort and support me in this time of emotional trial. *wipes her tears and gets ready for the tea*

The Harry Potter Dance

Miss Shylah Garmes, winner of the costume contest.

Caledonians and Steelheadians love to party, and don't have to look hard to find a reason. In this case it was the occassion of the release of the final Harry Potter book. Though most attendees were well-versed in the series, there were several, myself included, who know next to nothing about the books. Like I said, we need little excuse to find a reason to party. grins broadly This dance was part of a larger series of Harry Potter-related events scattered throughout Caledon. There was a trivia event (as I am in near total ignorance of the subject matter, I thought to leave that one alone). There was a sorting the hat event ( before I went to the dance, I had no clue what that meant, so I didn't go to that event either...however, once I got to the ball, the term was explained to me, and I went to the website to which I was directed, took an incredibly long test, and found out I was a member of the Ravenclaw House, which after I read the discription of said house, came as no surprise at all to me). The dance event was hosted by Librarians Mr. JJ and Miss Mica, held on land graciously provided by Her Grace, the Duchess of Primvernesse, Lady CoyoteAngel Dimsum, and was DJ'ed by none other than Her Grace the Duchess of Carntaigh, Lady Gabrielle Riel. The music was fantastic, and the conversation quite witty, with numerous humourous limericks exchanged among the guests about each other (which will be posted by Lady Gabi in her blog...I'm looking forward to it). I took photos of a number of the guests, shown below.

Sir Hotspur "Hotsie" O'Toole, Colonel

Caledon's Premier Librarian JJ Drinkwater

Her Grace The Duchess of Carntaigh, Lady Gabrielle Riel, DJ for the event

Jarl Otenth Paderborn (I think)

98 and I

Lady Protector Diamanda Gustavson

Dr. Mitsu Figaro

Miss CeAire and Mr. Hawk Decosta (I think)

Lord Edaward Pearse and Lady Christine McAllister-Pearse

Harry Potter Party-goers

Miss Hermione Pennyfeather

An owl watches over the festivities

Flaming pitchforks and torches! Oh my!

Lord Edward Pearse as a very wizardly-looking but deadly dangerous drop bear (not to be confused with the kind and cuddly koala bear). I think if Lord Edward wore this avi, he would have won the contest.

JJ

Miss Eugenia Burton

A true Hogwarts night!

The importance of Libraries in our SL communities!

My Hogwarts House

The sorting hat says that I belong in Ravenclaw!

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The Bloodwing Foundation Caledon Red Cross Fund-Raver

The Bloodwing Foundation in Steelhead

Last night a "fund-raver" was held at the Bloodwing Foundation in Steelhead, to raise funds for the forthcoming Red Cross Hospital that will be erected in soon-to-be and greatly anticipated Caledon Regency sim. The event was hosted by Dr. Darien Mason-Bloodwing. For the event, the uber-DJ of Caledon's Radio Riel, Her Grace the Duchess of Carntaigh, Gabrielle Lady Riel, provided us the audio ear candy.

Of course, the usual suspects of Caledonians and Steelheadians were in attendance, plus Tombstone's Mayor Wraith Sardyk (sp?) and Tombstone's Sheriff Thaddeus Riel. A hungry street urchin stopped in, to whom we gave cake to eat (please, no Marie Antoinette joke here, it *was* a late night affair, and supper being long past, and the servants already sent to their respective homes for the evening, the only food available was cake). There was another stranger in atendance, upon whom I will comment momentarily.

The lovely and very well-made cake was provided by Steelhead's premier baker, Lady Christine McAllister-Pearse. Great fun and fantastic music was to be had by all, a Dalek battle ensued when the Dr. Who song came on, and of course it ended in semi-nakedness (of the PG sort), and some interesting discussion of pasties (of the not-so-PG sort). It seems alot of Absinthe flowed. I discovered there are interesting effects to mixing Absinthe and cake...I sure saw alot of faeries flying about, strangely they weren't green. Once again, 98 requested the song "Angel of Mine" for the final tune of the evening. smiles and blushes As is usual for the Caledon and Steelhead dances, I had a great time, and I hope that enough money was raised to get the hospital erected post-haste.

The lovely and appropriate cake designed by Lady Christine

There was a moment of unease, however. Sheriff Fuzzball Ortega had to step out to make his nightly rounds of Steelhead, ensuring no criminal activity was taking place. In his brief absence, and only moments after he left, a stranger came in. Though I had never met him before, I know by descriptions given to me by Sheriff Ortega that this could be none other than the notorious Jobias Barthelmess, were-wolf hunter of the Old World. And when he spoke, his thick accent immediately proved my suspicions true. Sheriff Ortega's cousin Purdie was visibly agitated, and several other of the guests showed signs of discomfort with the presence of this uninvited, and unwelcome guest, though in true Victorian fashion, everybody remained more than courteous.

One of the self-appointed "righteous ones", his breed of self-piety is most dangerous to all others, because such people believe with all their heart that they are the only upholders of the truth, and that they have a God-given right to exterminate all things they consider in their belief system to be evil, and that in their minds, the end justifies the means, hence any method of eradicating those who oppose their views is acceptable. And Mr. Barthelmess is known to have deposed a king that didn't hold to his viewpoint.

I knew I had to be careful, but couldn't help exchanging verbal sabers with the said "gentleman". While our tone remained civil, thee was no doubt to the undercurrent of tension between us as we made feints, thrusts, and parries of the conversational sort, testing each other's strengths and weaknesses. I tried to get answers from him as to why he was there, at our rave. He answered like a drunk man walks, going everywhere except where he is supposed to be going. Finally, as he bade us farewell, I gave my last parting touche, "There are many people who think to hunt the shadows of evil ... be careful the shadow you hunt is not your own." With those words, the umbra of brooding vengeance left the room, and we returned to our good cheer.

Steelhead's Sheriff Fuzzball Ortega

The mysterious and dangerous Mr. Jobias Barthelmess

Hoooo! Me in my lovely morning dress by Fuschia Begonia (I'm a Baroness, I can wear a morning dress in the evening if I want to!)

Dr. Darien Mason-Bloodwing Earl Edward Lord Pearse and his bride Countess Christine Lady McAllister-Pearse


Dr. Mistu Figaro (I think, too shadowy to tell for sure), Major Erasmus, Lady Gabi, and Lady Lavendar

98, Miss Dia, Lady Eva

A skeleton that wandered out of one of the Foundation's basement closets and danced with us

My sweetie 98, Miss Diamanda Gustavson in the background


Miss Lumina Elvjeheim

Sir Telemechus Dean, with Major Erasmus in the background

Attendees to the fundraiser enjoying the Radio Riel tunes

Myself and the others dancing in a state of semi-dress...notice one of the faeries flying by...maybe it wasn't the Absinthe and cake

Tombstone's Sheriff Thaddeus Riel looks like he feels out of place surrounded by semi-nude kilt dancers

3-D Van Gogh Art Exhibit

Today, thanks to a friend of mine in SL, Miss Joie Flanagan, 98 and I were directed to a most interesting set of builds. Totally in character for Victorian rp, the Vincent Van Gogh 3 Art Exhibit at Virtual Starry Night in Luctesa

(SLURL = http://slurl.com/secondlife/Luctesa/140/183/66/?x=1024&y=1024&img=http%3A//bp3.blogger.com/_jf7iT2VW01s/Rp6r0kcBjwI/AAAAAAAAAL8/94uiQ0-ULuU/s1600-h/VanGoghExhibit_011.bmp&title=Must-See%20Van%20Gogh%20Art%20in%203d&msg=This%20exhibit%20is%20incredible%21) is a *Must-See*! Thoough at times the art is displayed in modern and futuristic buildings, seeing the paintings, and then a very realistic 3-D build beside it is breath-taking. Words cannot describe the magnificence of this exhibit, and the following pictures I took do not do the show justice. It is something you must see yourself! Enjoy these piccies, then go enjoy the exhibit!