[006 Wool Trade]
[Katherine is going about the simple, mundane task of sorting wool into separate colors, a job one of her ladies would have likely done for her back home. She recites an old poem as she works:]
A palm tree stands in the midst of Rusafa,
Born in the west, far from the land of palms.
I said to it: How like me you are, far away and in exile
In long separation from your family and friends.
You have sprung from soil in which you are a stranger;
And I, like you, am far from home.
[There isn't too much wool visible onscreen, though, and therein lies the problem. Katherine stops and glances to the video.]
I should have preferred the sheep to come in single colors for easier sorting. The range of color is quite pleasant, however. If someone has more wool, I should like to make an arrangement to procure some.
[Henry, she will be totally figuring out a way to get you to shear some. Tybalt, you are part of this plan: competition. Juliet, she's counting on you: persuasion.]
A palm tree stands in the midst of Rusafa,
Born in the west, far from the land of palms.
I said to it: How like me you are, far away and in exile
In long separation from your family and friends.
You have sprung from soil in which you are a stranger;
And I, like you, am far from home.
[There isn't too much wool visible onscreen, though, and therein lies the problem. Katherine stops and glances to the video.]
I should have preferred the sheep to come in single colors for easier sorting. The range of color is quite pleasant, however. If someone has more wool, I should like to make an arrangement to procure some.
[Henry, she will be totally figuring out a way to get you to shear some. Tybalt, you are part of this plan: competition. Juliet, she's counting on you: persuasion.]