miriam beetle #13. I suspect not, unless your second cousin is from Merthyr Tydfil in Wales.
My mother was named Agnes Margaret, preferred to be called Peggy, but was known with exasperated affection as Aggie Maggie to all and sundry when she was causing trouble...
Inquiring minds wish to know... why you named your newest hamster after my mother.
Travel, candles, skinny-dipping, magic moments, holy places:
One summer -- more than half my lifetime ago, now I think about it -- I took a month-long road/ferry trip to Iceland with a bunch of strangers. (I was braver, or more foolish, or simply younger than I am now.) There are many things I remember about that trip: the scorching summer weather; the midnight sun; the awe-inspiring landscapes; the friendly local people.
But most of all, I remember the hot springs deep inside a cave in a lava field. You were not allowed to enter them clothed. The only way in (and out) was a vertical knotted rope about 15 foot long. And the only lighting inside came from the break in the lava overhead, and candles set in their own wax in nooks and crannies in the lava just above the water.
There was an under-water passage that the really intrepid could swim through, to a second chamber completely dark but for candlelight, completely silent but for your own heartbeat and the gentle lapping of the water as others came and went. I don't know how long I floated there in the warmth and the darkness and the silent peace of the holiest place that I've ever been.
xopher @ 134: No, no, no. Mediaeval population control and eugenics all at once. Anyone who could work out when it was lawful was bright enough that they ought to reproduce. And enough people erred on the side of salvation (because they couldn't work it out) to keep the population under control.
Of course, the Black Death meant all bets were off...
My deepest sympathies to those who knew him well. He was (briefly) my editor at Warner Questar -- the brevity was my fault, none of his. He was unfailingly kind and helpful, and a joy to work with.
Clifton Royston @ 353, and JennR @ 367, thanks for making me welcome. Belated thanks because I've been making merry with a bunch of good friends all weekend.
I've made a whole two comments - does that make me (too) an arbiter of what's appropriate?
I'm making a family history website using Drupal, for my nieces and nephews. And for fun...
I'm making slow progress on the actual family history research.
At this precise moment, I'm making roast winter vegetables. And later I will make scones.
I am wholly unable to make wearable clothing, except for the obligatory knitted baby jackets (many many years ago).
At work, I make train-wreck projects run better.
I'm making my second-ever post here.
I must get back to making novels. One day.
Just another voice in the chorus here... Get well soon, Theresa.
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