From Diane Setterfield's The Thirteenth Tale

People disappear when they die. Their voices, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living mempry of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation. For in the books they write they continut to exist. We can rediscover them. Their humour, their tone of voice, their moods. Through the written word they can anger you or make you happy. They can comfort you. They can perplex you. They can alter you. All this, even though they are dead. Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic.

--Diane Setterfield



Sunday, March 16, 2008

I got to talk to the boys today!
They are such great and wonderful kids. Dad got a trampoline and they were setting it up and it was raining but not with 'those hard ones'(sleet/hail). They got the ball thing set up and had a big party when they put the balls in. Grey is ?sharing a room with Aidan? and has a door to the garage from hos room and they are thinking about getting a dog or a cat or something because they have a doggy door. Grey would like to get a cute puppy. How is school? good. They have a pretty big backyard and that's where they are putting up the trampoline. It's a circle trampoline and they are not putting in the springs but Dad is setting up the netting that goes around the sides to keep them safe. The trampoline is a circle but the net is a square so Dad is trying to get it *unintelligible* together. and they have a apple tree and some plants under the porch. They guy who had the house before planted his plants and one of the trees was real close to the porch and it grew so big that he had to cut away part of the porch so his plant could grow. Aidan was looking at pictures of me as we talked. It helps him 'put a face to the name'. hehe. It was weird to hear James tell them that aunt Arren is on the phone... I mean what other Arren IS there? Come on.

I have been day dreaming up ways to decorate James' house... poor guy didn't know what hit him when he got me as a sister! We'll come up for Grey's birthday in July, but I'd like to go up sooner than that for a weekend paint-and decorate-the house excursion. Perhaps. First we are finishing our bed. FINALLY we will not have to sleep on the floor! and Scott has his manhood restored to him in the form of power tools. :P I have done a beautiful job staining them and by tomorrow night it will be completed. Come over and have a look.

2 comments:

Yamaha Drummer said...

Manhood restored through power tools... It's a classic tale.

Janika said...

Scott's shirt had some stain on it too. I will try to stop by sometime.