Well, I just got back from sending out my Letter of Resignation to the Bounders of the Shire (Addernotch Station) - effective November 14.
Daffodilia with become 6th Shirriff at a special inspections to be held at Addernotch Station at the crack of noon of that day.
I have purchased some riverfront property on the east side of the Brandywine River, where I intend to build a home, and a fishing pier. Officially, I won't be a Bounder any more. Though there is this little known and seldom used Reserve Activation Clause whereby I may be called upon to perform special duties.
I think it is a right and proper thing to be done. In the seven years I have served as Chief, I have grown a bit tired and neglectful of my Chiefy duties. With so many new people coming from distant lands, I think it is important that somebody with a bit more enthusiasm and determination fill the roll.
Of course, I have said for the whole of my 7 years - what has made the Bounders a success has never been its chief. It's been the quality of the officers that have served it over the years. If it were just me, Addernotch Station would have been a dark and lonely place long ago.
Daffodilia, Dyonaea, Gennyrose, Filidor, Falibrand, Lyonardo, Olalie, Hoedown, Aeyrfast. . . gad, I am fearful that I am missing one whose name just isn't popping into my head at the moment . . . anyways, each of them have served in their own Chiefly way in an important part of what has been the Bounders over the past eight years.
And with such a fine crew . . .
And with such a fine chief as can be found in Daffodilia . . .
Addernotch Station will continue to stand and serve the Shire well in these dark times.
Meadowlarke Sweetweed.
P.S. . . . Hoppa . . . I'll need some civilian clothes to wear. I looked in my closet and, once I got the door to open, I found the clothes inside were all moth-eaten and quite out of fashion.