Dear Persephone

4/12
4/10
Vienna

Dearest Persephone, Goddess of the Spring.

Thank you so much for meeting us in Vienna. It was delightful to have you around. We certainly don’t wish to imply that we didn’t enjoy Prague while you remained in your hellatious winter residence, but there were certainly moments in which we cursed your love of pomegranate.

Your arrival in Vienna just when we showed up created quite the perfect warm, green atmosphere for our long walks around the former capital of the whole Austro-Hungarian empire slash the Holy Roman Empire.

I do, however, have the slightest complaint. Your presence seems to have brought about the budding of some specific pollen bearing bud which doesn’t typically come to life in North America. I’ve had slight bouts of what we mortals refer to as “hay fever” in the past, but this particular Austrian bud seems to have turned my face into what we mortals refer to as a “snot sieve”. Again, I do not wish you to infer that we didn’t have a wonderful time on our long walks about all the Baroque, Neo-Romanesque, Neo-Baroque, Baroquesque, Romano-Baroque, and Neo-Neosque architecture. We had a wonderful time! It was simply necessary for me to have that wonderful time through flow of Neo-Mucousque fluids consistantly draining my various face orifices.

All the best to the family, though with hope that you’re not back to see Hades presently. Particular love to your mom, whose harvested grains I’ve been particularly enjoying in the shape of Prague beers. While we’re on that subject, let Dionysus know that we’re heading into wine country and will be seeing him soon.

Rob & Jenn