Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 15 March 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, I cannot say that Eloise has not made herself useful, for the bar parlor has become her domain, and she its queen. I have not needed to give a thought to it this past week. And yet I have given it a thought; … Continue reading Barmaid

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 8 March 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, Yes, yes, all right, yes, I began this week in a sleigh driven by one Lieutenant Samuel Harkness of His Majesty's Royal Army. The weather was fine, and so just before noon we departed from Amelie's shop bound for the same picnic spot … Continue reading Eloise

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 27 February 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, To answer your most urgent question first, no, I have not gone on another sleigh ride with Lt. Harkness; the weather this past Monday was frightful. Nor has he come to dine at the Sloops this past week. Now that he has learned … Continue reading The Next Ridge

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 22 February 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, The weather was indeed fine this past Monday, and the whether having been determined by the concerted advice of Amelie, Elise, and His Napes, I was waiting at Amelie's general store when Lt. Harkness drove up in a rather utilitarian sleigh pulled by … Continue reading Sleigh Ride

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 1 February 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, His Napes and I are still chuckling over something that happened this past week. Two gentlemen from Mont-Havre arrived late in the afternoon and begged rooms and dinner, which we were pleased to grant. I was helping out in the dining room—Lucie has … Continue reading Discretion

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 18 January 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, I have been invited to go on a sleigh ride. Yesterday I met one Lt. Samuel Harkness of His Majesty's Royal Army, a member of the garrison here in Bois-de-Bas, and the officer responsible for the egregious Private Ryan I wrote of last … Continue reading Pebble

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 11 January 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, An unexpected joy of my life here at the Two Sloops is that sometimes I have time to pause and reflect. Back home at the Attic the only time I had for reflection was when I was dropping off to sleep. Between assisting … Continue reading Getting Back To Town

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 28 December 1023, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, I wish joyeux noël to you and Maximilian, and I am glad that you are not present to hear me butcher the Provençese language. I have been making a study of it, truly I have, with the help of the Henricots, Corinne, and … Continue reading Joyeux Noël

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 14 December 1023, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, I apologize for not writing last week, but it has been busier here at the Sloops than you could well imagine: not with overnight guests, mind you, but with merriment. It seems that everyone in town has chosen to come and have a … Continue reading Snow and Stars