Cancel the Dance of the Knives
Good evening everyone
Gracious, I must appologize for my absence the last day. Salish and I were just settling in to our room at the Hermatige when a carrier pigeon flew in the window and deposited a note on the desk. It was from my son Connor begging me to perform my famous "Dance of the Knives" for the Queen.
I did pack my knives and my costume (made up of no less than seventy veils in all sorts of bright jewel tones). Now how shall I explain this? Well bother, I may as well jump right in and be honest with you all. I do have some stage fright, and I was so terribly excited to perform for the the queen that when I was practising in front of Salish (and I had all 9 knives in the air) I tripped over three of my seventy veils! I went flying, the knives went flying, and, well, you can see what happened to poor Salish. Frankly, he came out of it better than I did.
I have decided that it is best if I play it safe and perform one of my favorite poems told to me as a child by my mother. I will be posting it shortly.
Bobbi & Salish-the-Owl-on-the-injured-list
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Almost forgot! Thank you to www.pfabangalore.org/ story-owls.htm. I borrowed the owl photo from them.
Cheers,
Bobbi
It is my understanding that the Queen of the Amazons has a thing about knives so I have to tell you Bobbi, she will have loved this performance - even if poor Salish did not. Brilliant!
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