~ebediyet~ crawls out of the furs into the crisp morning air coming through the window...stretches and yawns...standing she stumbles down the stairs throws on a kirtle and makes her way to the Kitchen where she has a bowl of gruel and some bosk milk after which she goes to the gardens and harvest what she'll need for the day...sa tarna...sul...sugar cane...milk and eggs and bosk dung for the fire...then hefting the heavy load she goes back to the Kitchen...
~ebediyet~ lights a fire and first checks on blackwine for the sleepy Free when they get up...there still is plenty since she made some last eve...she takes a large pot and mixes sa tarna and milk enough to make plenty of gruel for she ate the last of the other pot...for the other slaves...next mixing a large bowl of bread dough she fills three pans and places them in the oven to make sa tarna bread...
~ebediyet~ pulling the pans from the oven she sits them on the counter to cool thens adds oil to a skillet and fries a bunch of Fish fillet sadding Tospit wedges...grill Bosk steaks she carves up and grills Vulo thighs...slicing them up she places them on separate platters and begins to carry all but the gruel to the Main Room...arranging them neatly on the tables also setting out a Larma pie that was baked the night before and some baked beans and grilled corn on the cob...by the Kitchen wench finally she goes back to the Kitchen and cleans up her mess...
~ebediyet~ leaving the Den carried a dung sack with her as she walked to the stables and went first to the Bosk pen and gathered the dung to add to the pile she got the last from a bit ago...she spread it in the sun to dry...laying down the bag she carried armfuls of hay in and piled it where the Bosks could reach it easily...spread fresh straw on the ground and filled the water trough...then she brushed them good and finally milked them...carrying the milk pail to the Kitchen and adding it to the cold storage...~ebediyet~ next she went to the Verr pen...first collecting dung and carrying it out to spread in the sun to dry...cleaned out the old straw and replaced it with fresh...spreading it on the ground...she put a pile of hay in along with some grain...added fresh water to the trough and then milked the ewes...carrying the pail to the Kitchen like the milk from the cow Bosk...
~ebediyet~ going to the Vulo pen she first cleaned the old straw from the ground then raked up the droppings...she replaced the straw with fresh...spread grain around and filled the small water trough...she then collected the eggs and carefully carried them to the Kitchen as well...
~ebediyet~ ebediyet next carried water to the troughs outside the gate...filling each one to the top...then went to the gardens and picked the ripe vegetables...carrying them back to the Kitchen and washing her hands before washing the vegetables putting them away to the bins they will rest in...until needed...
~ebediyet~ lastly she restocked all the ingredients...refilled the water barrel and now sitting on the Kitchen stool she was churning fresh butter as she does she thinks of yesterday oO(many would think it be wrong for a slave to remove her Owners collar but what they did not know was the collar was snapped shut not riveted on as the normal Northern collar...it had to be done girl handing the collar back to the one who gave it to her...she can only wish him happiness in his new life in the North East at Hulneth)