First Letter Dear Journal, I have it! I woke up quite suddenly with the answer plain in my head. For several weeks now I have been thinking of every method I might use to measure the hardness of a hardened block of wood. Most of them have involved using some kind of clamp or vise … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- A Matter of Time (2 July 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, They have begun cutting down the bronzewood trees at the site of the new town hall. I have spent a certain amount of time watching them this week, in my role as headman of the village—and I have carefully heeded the directions I was given to stay out of the way … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Sawdust (27 June 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, I have slept little this past week, and burned vast quantities (it seems) of whirtleberry oil; and I scarcely finished my first mug of ale at the hot springs this afternoon before my eyes began to droop. The other men teased me, of course, and told me that one day perhaps … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Greed and Generosity (20 June 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, The advantage of having a nanny goat, it seems, is that you get goat milk. And when you have a small child, goat milk is a thing to be desired. Cow's milk would be preferred but goats take up less room than cows, which is important when you live in the … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Goats and Harmony (13 June 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, It is a singular thing, but there are no inns in Bois-de-Bas—no place where folks might go of an evening to gather. People gather on Sundays, at the church and in fine weather have Sunday dinner together in the square, and at the hot springs. A few old men often gather … Continue reading Letters from Armoria- Of Taverns and Town Halls (6 June 35 AF)