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The Shed 11
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a reply to: Night Star
I hear you there. I'm so tired still. I got some instant "coffee" at the dollar tree. It doesn't taste a thing like coffee. I even put 10 spoonfuls of the stuff in a cup and still nothing. I don't think it has any caffeine at all. I doubt if it's even coffee. It's probably chicory or something like that. Yuck.
I hear you there. I'm so tired still. I got some instant "coffee" at the dollar tree. It doesn't taste a thing like coffee. I even put 10 spoonfuls of the stuff in a cup and still nothing. I don't think it has any caffeine at all. I doubt if it's even coffee. It's probably chicory or something like that. Yuck.
still in the 80s here, so still stacking firewood, hopefully we won't have to start using the fireplace till mid-november
a reply to: PrairieShepherd
Thank you!
a reply to: Everyone!
*waves good morning to everyone and offers Smiley Coffee*
Vibrant and green,
Accasian visions abound
Proud and free,
Accasian dragons flew around
Great protectors of the land,
Friend to all kindly kin
All dangers they withstand,
To protect our sacred inn
Tis the Shed that they serve,
And all who dwell within
With great interest they observe,
As the Sheddites brought forth tasty bacon!
(om nom nom tasty bacon)
Thank you!
a reply to: Everyone!
*waves good morning to everyone and offers Smiley Coffee*
Vibrant and green,
Accasian visions abound
Proud and free,
Accasian dragons flew around
Great protectors of the land,
Friend to all kindly kin
All dangers they withstand,
To protect our sacred inn
Tis the Shed that they serve,
And all who dwell within
With great interest they observe,
As the Sheddites brought forth tasty bacon!
(om nom nom tasty bacon)
Nice poem and awesome pic Kaelci!
Sorrry I missed you earlier Syx and CC!
Hey JD!
Hiya Skiddy!
Exhausted from all the walking around the Autumnfest today. Long day. It was fun though.
I bought the cutest little lucky clay gnome holding a crystal for really cheap. Also got a pair of feather earrings and another kind of earrings. Oh and fudge! Went out for supper and had a couple of drinks. Now I'm exhausted and in a lot of pain. Because I don't look disabled, Linda has to keep reminding herself just how much pain I can experience if I push myself. I had to take little breaks and keep sitting for a few minutes. She'd be like, "Oh yeah. Ok, we can sit." So if I take off dear Sheddites, I am resting. Love you all!!!!
OH, we saw the coolest thing! There was a guy dressed as a gargoyle and at first people wondered if it was some kind of big robotic thing or a real person. It was real person dressed as a gargoyle with wings and creepy face and long fingers. Wild!
Sorrry I missed you earlier Syx and CC!
Hey JD!
Hiya Skiddy!
Exhausted from all the walking around the Autumnfest today. Long day. It was fun though.
I bought the cutest little lucky clay gnome holding a crystal for really cheap. Also got a pair of feather earrings and another kind of earrings. Oh and fudge! Went out for supper and had a couple of drinks. Now I'm exhausted and in a lot of pain. Because I don't look disabled, Linda has to keep reminding herself just how much pain I can experience if I push myself. I had to take little breaks and keep sitting for a few minutes. She'd be like, "Oh yeah. Ok, we can sit." So if I take off dear Sheddites, I am resting. Love you all!!!!
OH, we saw the coolest thing! There was a guy dressed as a gargoyle and at first people wondered if it was some kind of big robotic thing or a real person. It was real person dressed as a gargoyle with wings and creepy face and long fingers. Wild!
Hi All!
It's been a busy day - I've been away from the PC pretty much all day, and I'm afraid I don't have a whole lot of time to spare. I thought I would post the conclusion of the scene I began a couple days ago. Continued from page 140...
There was an uncomfortable moment of silence in the room. Macosai was clearly surprised, and Gaalen knew enough of the Lady Captain Commander to guess she was trying to come up with a suitable response. It was not without justification. No Seer or Seeress Gaalen had ever heard of was anywhere near as young as this slip of a woman.
“What then brings you to Avaanse, my Lady?” he jumped in, not entirely sure it was a wise course of action.
She turned to Gaalen, pinning him with that emotionless gaze. He began to regret his decision.
“Seer Lowaeren has summoned me to the Temple. I have not been informed why, but I imagine it is my particular skills with tamborae that he is interested in.”
Seer Lowaeren was second in power only to the High Seer, Meic Caerdi, the most powerful figure in the Temple of Aavelae. Gaalen had only met the man once, but he remembered it vividly. Lowaeren’s fierce green eyes held raw zeal, and he seemed to look inside Gaalen, picking apart his very thoughts. He shivered at the thought of ever having the Seer upset with him.
Gaalen caught Macosai shifting in her chair at the mention of tamborae. Not a thing lightly spoken about, Aomm’s Gift as it was sometimes called made more people uncomfortable than it did not. No one outside those in Temple service seemed to know much of anything about it, other than the tales told by storytellers and entertainers. Those stories were enough to make most steer clear of it, and anyone who could wield its power. It was rumored that all Seers in the Temple could use it to some extent, although the temple Seer Gaalen grew up with in Maarke Braeghe claimed that was not true.
Lady Macosai recovered and jumped back into the conversation smoothly. “May I inquire as to what your expertise in tamborae is then, Seeress?” she said, switching to Lady Meron’s Temple honorific. That should redeem her a bit, Gaalen thought. As a Seeress and the daughter of an Eastern Hold, she would outrank Gaalen. If she someday gained the title of Amaerke i'Lithelwait, she would likely receive deference even from Lady Macosai.
“I mostly work with those afflicted by illnesses of the mind, Lady Captain Commander." Gaalen noted the Seeress returned Lady Macosai's gesture in kind, using Lady Macosai's full Bastion title. "It has been my mission these last five years, along with various forms of healing,” she replied, her face softening a bit as she turned back to Lady Macosai.
“Indeed,” murmured Macosai, beginning to look quite as uneasy as Gaalen had ever seen her. She was probably thinking what Gaalen was thinking – how far was it from curing illnesses of the mind to reading a woman’s thoughts? Of course, through the kir, a man’s thoughts were an open book to any woman who wished to look. But women could not read other women. At least, not usually.
“Well, I shall not keep you long,” Macosai continued, “Lord Braeghe here has been charged with your safety, Seeress. He will be providing an escort for you at all times during your stay in Avaanse.”
“I have little need of a bodyguard, my Lady,” she responded flatly, “I am not a helpless girl.” The corners of her mouth tightened slightly as she looked from Macosai to Gaalen.
“Oh I have no doubt of that, Seeress. However, this was the personal request of Lady Eveleta, and I am not one who will refuse your mother in a matter of prudence. I assure you, Lord Gaalen’s men are among the best the Bastion has in her Towers. He will ensure they are discreet.”
“Quite right, we will be of no trouble to you, my Lady.”
“It appears I have no choice.”
They spoke for a short time longer, straightening out the details of the guarding of Seeress Meron’s person. Gaalen’s men would rotate at midday, evening, and before dawn. Gaalen assured her they would not hinder her, and would respect her privacy. It was a bit difficult to determine what to do when she entered restricted areas of the Temple. In the end, they decided that Gaalen would meet with Seer Lowaeren to discuss the matter. Before long, the young Seeress had left Lady Macosai’s office, heading toward the Temple to let Seer Lowaeren know she had arrived, and Lady Macosai had given Gaalen leave. As he approached the door, a thought occurred to him.
“My Lady, why didn’t you ask Lord Elerac to perform this duty? He is more skilled in these matters than I, certainly, with all his years heading the Royal Guard.”
Macosai pursed her lips and did not respond immediately.
“She is a beautiful woman, isn’t she?”
Gaalen hesitated. “My Lady?”
“Speak your mind, Lord Braeghe.”
“Thank you, Lady Macosai. She is beyond words, my Lady.”
Lady Macosai looked solemnly at Gaalen.
“Elerac is the logical choice that is true. However, Lady Eveleta is an old friend. I promised her that I would keep her daughter safe. To my mind, that means keeping her alive as well as seeing she does not end up with a tarnished reputation from getting seduced by an arrogant ass of a nobleman. For all the good Lord Elerac’s skill on a battlefield, when it comes to women he has all the restraint of a feral dog. Of course with his kir he cannot harm or force any woman, but nevertheless he has somehow managed put several noble ladies in quite compromising positions, to say the least. You however…in thirteen years, I have never seen your integrity waver in the slightest, despite that business after your father died. And to be perfectly frank, I trust your loyalty to Lady Commander Milaener.” She paused, a slight smile turning the corners of her lips up. Gaalen blushed. “Do I make myself understood?”
"Clearly, my Lady. Your…confidence honors me.” Gaalen turned back to the door.
“Lord Braeghe,” Macosai caught him.
“Yes, my Lady?”
“Do not make me regret my decision.”
“Of course, Lady Macosai.”
It's been a busy day - I've been away from the PC pretty much all day, and I'm afraid I don't have a whole lot of time to spare. I thought I would post the conclusion of the scene I began a couple days ago. Continued from page 140...
There was an uncomfortable moment of silence in the room. Macosai was clearly surprised, and Gaalen knew enough of the Lady Captain Commander to guess she was trying to come up with a suitable response. It was not without justification. No Seer or Seeress Gaalen had ever heard of was anywhere near as young as this slip of a woman.
“What then brings you to Avaanse, my Lady?” he jumped in, not entirely sure it was a wise course of action.
She turned to Gaalen, pinning him with that emotionless gaze. He began to regret his decision.
“Seer Lowaeren has summoned me to the Temple. I have not been informed why, but I imagine it is my particular skills with tamborae that he is interested in.”
Seer Lowaeren was second in power only to the High Seer, Meic Caerdi, the most powerful figure in the Temple of Aavelae. Gaalen had only met the man once, but he remembered it vividly. Lowaeren’s fierce green eyes held raw zeal, and he seemed to look inside Gaalen, picking apart his very thoughts. He shivered at the thought of ever having the Seer upset with him.
Gaalen caught Macosai shifting in her chair at the mention of tamborae. Not a thing lightly spoken about, Aomm’s Gift as it was sometimes called made more people uncomfortable than it did not. No one outside those in Temple service seemed to know much of anything about it, other than the tales told by storytellers and entertainers. Those stories were enough to make most steer clear of it, and anyone who could wield its power. It was rumored that all Seers in the Temple could use it to some extent, although the temple Seer Gaalen grew up with in Maarke Braeghe claimed that was not true.
Lady Macosai recovered and jumped back into the conversation smoothly. “May I inquire as to what your expertise in tamborae is then, Seeress?” she said, switching to Lady Meron’s Temple honorific. That should redeem her a bit, Gaalen thought. As a Seeress and the daughter of an Eastern Hold, she would outrank Gaalen. If she someday gained the title of Amaerke i'Lithelwait, she would likely receive deference even from Lady Macosai.
“I mostly work with those afflicted by illnesses of the mind, Lady Captain Commander." Gaalen noted the Seeress returned Lady Macosai's gesture in kind, using Lady Macosai's full Bastion title. "It has been my mission these last five years, along with various forms of healing,” she replied, her face softening a bit as she turned back to Lady Macosai.
“Indeed,” murmured Macosai, beginning to look quite as uneasy as Gaalen had ever seen her. She was probably thinking what Gaalen was thinking – how far was it from curing illnesses of the mind to reading a woman’s thoughts? Of course, through the kir, a man’s thoughts were an open book to any woman who wished to look. But women could not read other women. At least, not usually.
“Well, I shall not keep you long,” Macosai continued, “Lord Braeghe here has been charged with your safety, Seeress. He will be providing an escort for you at all times during your stay in Avaanse.”
“I have little need of a bodyguard, my Lady,” she responded flatly, “I am not a helpless girl.” The corners of her mouth tightened slightly as she looked from Macosai to Gaalen.
“Oh I have no doubt of that, Seeress. However, this was the personal request of Lady Eveleta, and I am not one who will refuse your mother in a matter of prudence. I assure you, Lord Gaalen’s men are among the best the Bastion has in her Towers. He will ensure they are discreet.”
“Quite right, we will be of no trouble to you, my Lady.”
“It appears I have no choice.”
They spoke for a short time longer, straightening out the details of the guarding of Seeress Meron’s person. Gaalen’s men would rotate at midday, evening, and before dawn. Gaalen assured her they would not hinder her, and would respect her privacy. It was a bit difficult to determine what to do when she entered restricted areas of the Temple. In the end, they decided that Gaalen would meet with Seer Lowaeren to discuss the matter. Before long, the young Seeress had left Lady Macosai’s office, heading toward the Temple to let Seer Lowaeren know she had arrived, and Lady Macosai had given Gaalen leave. As he approached the door, a thought occurred to him.
“My Lady, why didn’t you ask Lord Elerac to perform this duty? He is more skilled in these matters than I, certainly, with all his years heading the Royal Guard.”
Macosai pursed her lips and did not respond immediately.
“She is a beautiful woman, isn’t she?”
Gaalen hesitated. “My Lady?”
“Speak your mind, Lord Braeghe.”
“Thank you, Lady Macosai. She is beyond words, my Lady.”
Lady Macosai looked solemnly at Gaalen.
“Elerac is the logical choice that is true. However, Lady Eveleta is an old friend. I promised her that I would keep her daughter safe. To my mind, that means keeping her alive as well as seeing she does not end up with a tarnished reputation from getting seduced by an arrogant ass of a nobleman. For all the good Lord Elerac’s skill on a battlefield, when it comes to women he has all the restraint of a feral dog. Of course with his kir he cannot harm or force any woman, but nevertheless he has somehow managed put several noble ladies in quite compromising positions, to say the least. You however…in thirteen years, I have never seen your integrity waver in the slightest, despite that business after your father died. And to be perfectly frank, I trust your loyalty to Lady Commander Milaener.” She paused, a slight smile turning the corners of her lips up. Gaalen blushed. “Do I make myself understood?”
"Clearly, my Lady. Your…confidence honors me.” Gaalen turned back to the door.
“Lord Braeghe,” Macosai caught him.
“Yes, my Lady?”
“Do not make me regret my decision.”
“Of course, Lady Macosai.”
a reply to: Night Star
Howdy. Sorry I didn't answer earlier. My brother and sister in law came down to drop off my bank card. Then we went to my older sister's house for a while and then to my younger sister's house. I just got back a little bit ago.
Howdy. Sorry I didn't answer earlier. My brother and sister in law came down to drop off my bank card. Then we went to my older sister's house for a while and then to my younger sister's house. I just got back a little bit ago.
Shep, great writing!
Skiddy, it's nice you got to spend time with family members!
To all Sheddites and lurkers far and wide...
Skiddy, it's nice you got to spend time with family members!
To all Sheddites and lurkers far and wide...
a reply to: Night Star
Thanks, Night! I have some entertaining additional scenes I could post if the Sheddites would like to read them. Gaalen and Siere are not quite with each other.
Really great message in that picture, BTW, Night Star!
Thanks, Night! I have some entertaining additional scenes I could post if the Sheddites would like to read them. Gaalen and Siere are not quite with each other.
Really great message in that picture, BTW, Night Star!
Shep, of course we want to hear additional scenes! The Shed is after all a combination of chit chat and story telling. Some of us slacked off for a
bit so it is so good to see folks writing again.
Awww Skiddy, you must be thrilled seeing your little Niece again! Any pics you can share?
Trying desperately to keep my eyes open. Getting so sleepy.
Awww Skiddy, you must be thrilled seeing your little Niece again! Any pics you can share?
Trying desperately to keep my eyes open. Getting so sleepy.
a reply to: Night Star
I held her for a bit. She wiggles a lot and I tend to drop things so I gave her back.
a reply to: visitedbythem
They're in the back yard. It's big. I set a tent up for them (a good one that I've used often) and put some blankets in there. They understand it's their bed and go in to sleep. I just came in from there.
I held her for a bit. She wiggles a lot and I tend to drop things so I gave her back.
a reply to: visitedbythem
They're in the back yard. It's big. I set a tent up for them (a good one that I've used often) and put some blankets in there. They understand it's their bed and go in to sleep. I just came in from there.
I was browsing Youtube earlier just to see if I could find any music to listen to. Some reason I just had to put the late senior senator from here,
Robert C. Byrd, in the search. Needless to say that I am not disappointed in the least bit. After listening to these, I honestly forgot just how
distinguished of a musician that Senator Byrd was.
The "Mountain Fiddler" moniker fit him well.........
The "Mountain Fiddler" moniker fit him well.........
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