The Queen and King went away...
... on business in nearby Swindon. Something about death and resurrection; over my head as they put it, but not in a condescending way.
I took the opportunity to just sit on the porch and sip martinis in private. Baker Blinker worked on her croquet game. "I'm going to whip her butt when she returns," she said, but that's doubful, since the Queen is obviously in a different class of players than Ms. Blinker. I began to think of Second Life again through Baker Bloch: St. Nick of Barkley, Sunklands, Chilbo, Jeogeot as a whole, Nascera and its new clone Arecsan, Karoz (who is still in Second Life -- trying to figure out still how to get him here to join the rest of the family!). But I also knew we wouldn't be leaving Wiltshire anytime soon, although I had a feeling we might not be staying much longer with the King and Queen. I need my privacy, and so does Blinks. So does Hucka Doobie for that matter -- oh, I forgot to mention that he changed back to his bee form when the King and Queen left (!). He's been flying around the area, and mumbling something about how he's visiting the forest again. Not sure if he means West Woods or Savernake or perhaps some other woods further off. Maybe all of the above.
Hucka D.: All of the above.
Thanks for coming around tonight, Hucka D.
The Queen and King want to talk to you about Arkansas and The Bill more when they return. This is the 25th. (pause)
25th part of the blog. Like Arkansas is the 25th state of the Union.
We think the King may be from Billstown, Arkansas, right where Glen Campbell was born. Delightful.
That might (be an interesting new development).
They are very interested in TILE, although the King hasn't mentioned it much yet.
He's talked a lot, but keeps circling back to the Dark Ages. What happened to him there, Hucka D.?
He encountered a lot of powerful entities, some which wished him not harm, but were serving themselves instead of him. He didn't like that -- he needs worship.
White Magicians and Black Magicians as two sides of one coin[, then].
You can put it that way. Then all shine in the end.
I'm going to *attempt* to get to Jonesborough tomorrow, Hucka D., and draw that white horse on the long rock in the center of the place.
Good luck! (you'll need it)
Revive the toys. Take some pics.
Grassy loves you.
What do we do next? Wansdyke?
"Old Home, New Home?"
Next Previous Page Category
01. Baker Bloch in England |
02. Prep... |
03. Baker Bloch in Honeystreet... |
04. White Horse, The |
05. Crescent House? Yes, Crescent House. |
06. Okeedokee... |
07. Blue Skies, Mr. |
08. "What has happened... |
09. Wiltshire Landscape |
10. Bluebells & Back |
11. Back... |
12. Carrcasses... more explanations? |
13. Well, let's chat some about... |
14. LOL BEE |
15. Loose thoughts... |
16. Queen & King (25th) |
17. Home Again... |
18. How I, bb, determined that the Queen and King are Tree Spirits?... |
19. Temple Home... |
20. It's very odd... |
21. The Queen and King went away... |
22. I don't think... |
23. We found... |
24. Dot Dot Dot |
25. I Dig A Pony... |
26. The Letter |
27. "It's not the same..." |
28. "Is there... |
29. The King's Skull... |
30. 3rd formation of the 2010 crop circle season (in England):