Rustling taffeta, like the swirling of leaves on a blustery autumn morning, brushed the worn wooden floorboards of the mercantile as she stepped gracefully through the front door...
It will come as no surprise that my love of Victoriana and all that it encompasses fills my thoughts daily. I recently shared a link about a young woman who has embraced this elegant way of life leading me to redefine my own Victorian life, or should I say refine it.
Many of my facebook and blog posts as of late have focused on living a simpler more genteel lifestyle . I actually believed I had achieved the pinnacle of historic living until I read her article.
Humph.
There is more out there than I had imagined. Granted, I am in no position to abandon my car or the technology on which I am presently typing this post. However, I have come to realize there are more opportunities available in my Victorian pursuits. So I am endeavoring to try something different as I grow and refine my Victorian persona. I hope you will join me on this journey as I feel certain it will be entertaining (and maybe a bit crazy:).
Thus far I have shared my passion for brewing tea leaves and taking tea from delicate rose laden cups, dressing for reenactments, surrounding myself with Victorian antiques, and learning many of the period correct pastimes such as needlework and archery. Alas, there are still some areas I have yet to entertain.
I must say I am excited at the prospect of this journey and where it will lead...
