Thank you. Thank you for the sweet letter and for passing on your brother's delicious kitchenwork and for that photograph I didn't even know existed. I'll cherish it always. We actually look like a couple, it's astounding. I love you.
English is the most pain-in-the-ass language I've ever learned and I would love to visit for Easter. I can't give a definite answer yet just in case something comes up here that I'll need to stay home, but consider this a tentative yes. I hope I can be there.
Lately, Francis has been encouraging me to work on artistic persuits, hence why you get a package, as well. Both of these paintings are the result of a few days work out in the woods surrounding my house. I'm no great artist, but I like to think I did the colours of the autumn leaves justice. I'm hoping you hang these somewhere you and your visitors will be able to appreciate them anyway, becuase I'm just slightly vain like that.
Be well, mo gradh.
Love, Maggie
[Enclosed carefully are two paintings. One of a black bear sitting and staring at the artist (i.e. the crazy girl who is friends with all the bears) amongst the bright colours of the fall foliage. The other is the same bright hues, this time framing a small waterfall in, approximately, the middle of nowhere.]
I didn't know that photo existed. Apparently Liz took the photo one afternoon and she was waiting until the right moment before she was going to reveal it.
I'm glad you're contemplating Easter. I know it is a ways off but it is still good to ask right? I told West and he smiled, I think he's finally starting to warm up to you. Don't worry, it take him much longer usually to even be conversational with other nations.
I'm glad Francis has been bugging you, but I will never understand your love of bears. Nonetheless I've found homes for your paintings, the waterfall being in my office and the one with the bear is in the hallway beside the portrait of some dead princess that gave us the painting. I personally hate it, she looks like one of the squish faced yappy little dogs in a ton of frills [your painting is now replacing that, thank you so much] so it needs to be destroyed or given to a gallery.
I address this letter as such because I was visiting Québec yesterday and found a history textbook referencing you. Of course, in French (I have always assumed it's just to annoy you), Prussia is a feminine noun. It made me laugh. And Québec look at me funny, but I've started to expect this from the provinces whenever I'm thinking about you. I can't help that you make me laugh.
Both news of West smiling over my possible visit and that you've found homes for my paintings please me. I was hoping you'd find somwhere to place them. With any luck, the bear will scare that portrait princess off, since you all seem so scared of them in Europe.
Ich liebe dich, Maggie
P.S. Ireland's sent out her Christmas invitations. Don't forget to tell her you're coming. Furthermore, I checked with her about staying after the holiday and it appears we might actually have the house to herself for a few days, if her plans hold out the way they seem. She says she's supportive of us having alone time, provided she has a conversation with you first.
Thank you. Thank you for the sweet letter and for passing on your brother's delicious kitchenwork and for that photograph I didn't even know existed. I'll cherish it always. We actually look like a couple, it's astounding. I love you.
English is the most pain-in-the-ass language I've ever learned and I would love to visit for Easter. I can't give a definite answer yet just in case something comes up here that I'll need to stay home, but consider this a tentative yes. I hope I can be there.
Lately, Francis has been encouraging me to work on artistic persuits, hence why you get a package, as well. Both of these paintings are the result of a few days work out in the woods surrounding my house. I'm no great artist, but I like to think I did the colours of the autumn leaves justice. I'm hoping you hang these somewhere you and your visitors will be able to appreciate them anyway, becuase I'm just slightly vain like that.
Be well, mo gradh.
Love,
Maggie
[Enclosed carefully are two paintings. One of a black bear sitting and staring at the artist (i.e. the crazy girl who is friends with all the bears) amongst the bright colours of the fall foliage. The other is the same bright hues, this time framing a small waterfall in, approximately, the middle of nowhere.]
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I didn't know that photo existed. Apparently Liz took the photo one afternoon and she was waiting until the right moment before she was going to reveal it.
I'm glad you're contemplating Easter. I know it is a ways off but it is still good to ask right? I told West and he smiled, I think he's finally starting to warm up to you. Don't worry, it take him much longer usually to even be conversational with other nations.
I'm glad Francis has been bugging you, but I will never understand your love of bears. Nonetheless I've found homes for your paintings, the waterfall being in my office and the one with the bear is in the hallway beside the portrait of some dead princess that gave us the painting. I personally hate it, she looks like one of the squish faced yappy little dogs in a ton of frills [your painting is now replacing that, thank you so much] so it needs to be destroyed or given to a gallery.
I love you, keep yourself well,
Gil.
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I address this letter as such because I was visiting Québec yesterday and found a history textbook referencing you. Of course, in French (I have always assumed it's just to annoy you), Prussia is a feminine noun. It made me laugh. And Québec look at me funny, but I've started to expect this from the provinces whenever I'm thinking about you. I can't help that you make me laugh.
Both news of West smiling over my possible visit and that you've found homes for my paintings please me. I was hoping you'd find somwhere to place them. With any luck, the bear will scare that portrait princess off, since you all seem so scared of them in Europe.
Ich liebe dich,
Maggie
P.S. Ireland's sent out her Christmas invitations. Don't forget to tell her you're coming. Furthermore, I checked with her about staying after the holiday and it appears we might actually have the house to herself for a few days, if her plans hold out the way they seem. She says she's supportive of us having alone time, provided she has a conversation with you first.
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