The Start of a New School Year

Hello again.

Wow have we been busy lately! School started off with a bang and is still going strong. I guess I forgot how busy we are this time of year. It's been awhile since I've written (a long while) but I'm going to attempt to pass that off as summer laziness. I hope to add alot more poetry and stories from now on. I'm also considering posting a story that I write for a homeschool newsletter. Anyway, I have to go stir the salsa (nobody here is congested). Bye for now!

In Christ,

Molly

A Link

Hello again.

Below is a link to a poem which I really like. I found it while doing research for an article I was doing on highland music. http://www.electricscotland.com/poetry/highland_music.htm

Post 4th

Hello again.

I know I haven't written in awhile. We did testing a few weeks ago and our scores came in today.

I was so happy with mine! For Independence Day we went to the lake, and dropped by my grandparent's house on the way back. It was really fun. Tomorrow we are going to my Dad's friend's house out in the country.

In Christ,

Molly

Hi!

Hello again.

It's been really busy around here lately. Thing1 came home from summer break, and Saturday we went to the movies. The other day I wanted to make a book for my Grandpa, and I've made two so far. It's really fun! Anyway, that's all for now!

In Christ,
Molly

A note from Orion Wittifrid

Dear Chaps and Chapesses.

Once again it is me, Orion Wittifrid. It has been very busy around here as of late. I don't have time to write much, but I simply must tell you of an exciting detail of my said life. My owner, Molly, has found in the basement a relic of a dog they once had. It is a black wire cage, quite roomy actually. Lately she has been taking me outside in it! Quite exciting if I do say so myself.

Unfortunately I must wait until she has finished her work, although I try to get her going in the right direction by yelling insults at the door that stands in the way. Anyway, Ta ta for now!

Orion Wittifrid

The Day

The day dawns.
The hot air is still,
The hint of a breeze.
The sun climbs higher,
In it's travels it shines down.
The breeze picks up,
Now it is a stream of air,
Weaving through the day.
It blows my hair into my face.
Dark clouds gather.
Roiling, swarming, gathering.
The wind is a mighty river now,
blowing over the hot, dry land.
The land is parched.
The wind picks up dust from the ground.
The dark clouds burst,
Torrents of icy water fall from the sky.
Now there really is a river in the air.
The wind dies down,
The dark clouds roll away,
Revealing a blue sky.
Evening comes,
dusk fills the air as the sun dies.
The day sets.

Sunset

Sitting on the front porch,

The sky is clear outside,

The day is drawing to a close,

It's almost evening-tide.

The sun is going down,

A ball of fire all of red,

As it sets behind the mountains,

We all head in to bed.

The birds are singing sweetly,

As the day does die,

It seems that to the listening ear,

The world has breathed good-bye.