Joanna Bourne, Honorary Word Wench

Joanna, thank you for your wonderful visit with the Word Wenches. In keeping with our traditions, we'd like to induct you into the hallowed halls of Wenchdom as an Honorary Word Wench. 
Tulip  
 

This not only means your name is added to the list on the sidebar of  our blog, but also gives you the right to put H.W.W. after your name —- mysterious, yet impressive.

 
 

As well, we like to lavish on our guests a thank-you gift of e-stupendousness (ie fabulous but virtual) and so here, for pleasure, research and inspiration is Monet's house and gardens in Giverny, France.   
 


Monet'sgarden
Only an hour or so from Paris, and close to research sources, you have carte blanche to stay in this house as often and as long as you like, fully catered for with the finest French chef and full housekeeping — no vacuum cleaners will sing to you here. Instead you'll hear only birdsong and the buzzing of bees and dragonflies as you wander among the flowers, or peacefully contemplate the lily pond with the Japanese bridge.
We hope this will inspire you to write more fabulous  stories.  

Thank you. 
MonetsGarden
 

 

15 thoughts on “Joanna Bourne, Honorary Word Wench”

  1. Oh Anne,
    Thank you so much. Oh my. I am honored beyond words to be an Honorary Word Wench, though you would not realize this from the number of words I am using here.
    I will immediately move mental bag and baggage off to Giverny and set up my laptop on the bench beside the lily pond. The gardens are beautiful this time of year. Pierre, the chef’s handsome young assistant, will bring me . . .
    “Ah. Oui. That is lovely. Brioche, cafe au lait, and what is this? A little pot jam. You spoil me, Pierre.”

    Reply
  2. Oh Anne,
    Thank you so much. Oh my. I am honored beyond words to be an Honorary Word Wench, though you would not realize this from the number of words I am using here.
    I will immediately move mental bag and baggage off to Giverny and set up my laptop on the bench beside the lily pond. The gardens are beautiful this time of year. Pierre, the chef’s handsome young assistant, will bring me . . .
    “Ah. Oui. That is lovely. Brioche, cafe au lait, and what is this? A little pot jam. You spoil me, Pierre.”

    Reply
  3. Oh Anne,
    Thank you so much. Oh my. I am honored beyond words to be an Honorary Word Wench, though you would not realize this from the number of words I am using here.
    I will immediately move mental bag and baggage off to Giverny and set up my laptop on the bench beside the lily pond. The gardens are beautiful this time of year. Pierre, the chef’s handsome young assistant, will bring me . . .
    “Ah. Oui. That is lovely. Brioche, cafe au lait, and what is this? A little pot jam. You spoil me, Pierre.”

    Reply
  4. Oh Anne,
    Thank you so much. Oh my. I am honored beyond words to be an Honorary Word Wench, though you would not realize this from the number of words I am using here.
    I will immediately move mental bag and baggage off to Giverny and set up my laptop on the bench beside the lily pond. The gardens are beautiful this time of year. Pierre, the chef’s handsome young assistant, will bring me . . .
    “Ah. Oui. That is lovely. Brioche, cafe au lait, and what is this? A little pot jam. You spoil me, Pierre.”

    Reply
  5. Oh Anne,
    Thank you so much. Oh my. I am honored beyond words to be an Honorary Word Wench, though you would not realize this from the number of words I am using here.
    I will immediately move mental bag and baggage off to Giverny and set up my laptop on the bench beside the lily pond. The gardens are beautiful this time of year. Pierre, the chef’s handsome young assistant, will bring me . . .
    “Ah. Oui. That is lovely. Brioche, cafe au lait, and what is this? A little pot jam. You spoil me, Pierre.”

    Reply

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