Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2® 386: ‘Autumn Weekend of Celibacy’ A Love Letter: ‘A Romance in Autumn’ Creatives by Rg2 (55)

17 Nov


“Autumn Weekend of Celibacy”


Dear Princess,

Will you come with me this weekend?

My great-Aunt Gracie and -Uncle Russell’s farm in the old country has been auctioned. Apparently the Mennonites made the highest offer, unbeknownst to the family. They’d been eying the property for years, perhaps waiting for our grands to tire of the responsibility of it all.

The bid fell through, however. Call it providence. Or luck.

I call it grace.

I’m going up this weekend to survey the acreage. I want to take in every square foot of the land and the structures—I can’t think of a better time than autumn. And I can’t think of a better autumn companion with whom to share the experience than you.

My father, after marrying my mother and leaving the States, made it a Sunday family tradition to spend the day at the farm. I believe he understood the soul and the creative mind needed a rural, pastoral escape from the city’s urban restlessness. He didn’t want to stray too far from his own roots as well.

The SUV is gassed up, multiple blankets are in the stow, and I’ve packed plenty of foodstuffs. A General Store and diner sit about a half-mile away along the route. We’ll stop for whatever we’ve forgotten. There’s plenty of wood source on the property for the fireplace.

Please don’t interpret my inviting you for a couple days with me as anything other than a safe, warm, soothing retreat into the heart of autumn. A mutual soul getaway both you and I could truly appreciate right about now.

Celibacy is so underrated.

If you’d prefer to keep me at arm’s length, by all means, I’ll gently and gracefully oblige. Your want is certainly my honor.

If, however, you find yourself curious about the safety of the interior of my arms or the headrest appeal of my broad shoulders, I’ll encourage you the trial.

As the fire blazes and the soft music soothes and the rustling leaves detach themselves reluctantly from the wind-swept maple trees, my arms may just be your chosen place of refuge.

And I’ll simply breathe on you through the night.

On Pamper-Her-Friday.

Will you come?

The very thought of you,



Pamper the woman . . . and keep her warm in autumn. -Rg2

© 2017 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®

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1 Comment

Posted by on November 17, 2017 in Pamper-Her-Friday


One response to “Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2® 386: ‘Autumn Weekend of Celibacy’ A Love Letter: ‘A Romance in Autumn’ Creatives by Rg2 (55)

  1. Irene

    November 18, 2017 at 3:13 am

    I think my ship just wrecked..



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