Another year in the bin.
And what a year! I trust we will not soon again be tested as we were this past year with the Scourge. In fact, it seems the year to come will bring the silver lining of that dark cloud: the Prophet and these journals have been full of birth announcements in numbers we haven't seen for many a year! I see today alone that congratulations are due to the Hodgsons in Dent, the Peeles of Lyme Regis, and the Herrings of Pocklington. Best wishes to all of you.
Such a hopeful way to ring in the new; such a beacon for spring!
I suppose I needn't say it, but spring cannot come soon enough for me. It's been a dreary and dreadfully cold season here, following on from one of the most blustery, wet autumns I can remember.
Such a hopeful way to ring in the new; such a beacon for spring!
I suppose I needn't say it, but spring cannot come soon enough for me. It's been a dreary and dreadfully cold season here, following on from one of the most blustery, wet autumns I can remember.
Re: I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good
What do you suppose Carrow's boggart turns into? I think maybe it's you and Neville together, with power over him.