Claire Richards is left in charge of her parents farm in FMN Valley after they pass away. Watch this determined blonde struggle with love, life and wishes, all while learning what it is to be herself. Rated T for later chapters. COMPLETE
Ye gods, and I thought
Jill's wedding was crazy. Apparently I was misinformed on
the crazy aspect of it all! Eve has her beat by like… thirty
thousand gold worth of wedding plans.
It was sheer insanity.
Since it's winter, all the flowers are gone. Everything used was
dried. And oh Goddess but it was freezing! I had to
wear a pretty dress—I borrowed it from Lyla, thank goodness—and
so my legs felt like ice blocks the entire time the wedding
was on. Thankfully common sense prevailed and everyone used the
basement of the church for the reception, though it made dancing
difficult.
Seriously, with Gray
and Jill, Muffy, Karen, and the whole of the Flowerbud
population—which is actually a little bit bigger than that of
Mineral Town—all crammed into the basement of a teeny church, it's
a wonder that Jack and Eve had any room to dance at all.
But what a
dance. They didn't waltz, they freaking tangoed. Even though
Eve is almost five months along, they still danced the tango.
I think I'm in awe.
The tango is… the most romantic dance. Period. The fact that
Eve pulled it off in her dress, with Jack is just…
Oh yeah, definitely in
awe. Those are pictures in my album that I'm never taking
out.
It sucks that the
journey there takes almost a full day, even on Honey, otherwise I'd
go visit them more often. Especially now that it's winter and the
only thing I really have to do that takes up a large amount of time
is mine.
Don't get me wrong,
I like mining. The Dig site is just… cold. Really
cold. Really, really cold.
And I have to admit, I
missed dancing with Skye. It just didn't feel right to dance with
anyone so I sat out a lot. Pretty depressing for me.
Jack said that I was
being all moony. He… still doesn't know why I cracked up
laughing, but I thought it was a pretty amusing unintentional pun.
"Mooning" over a Moon Person… the irony is just ridiculously
perfect.
I guess I have been
though. There's been some nasty snowstorms recently, so I'm
pretty sure the path between villages is closed for a few days until
Uncle Tak and Zack shovel through it to trade goods.
Which reminds me that
I need to finish knitting the hat and scarf for him. His old ones are
in tatters, and it'll make the perfect Christmas gift.
I can't believe it's
almost time for the gift exchange already. I'm still trying to
finish up everyone's presents… it's not easy. I've been doing
an insane amount of knitting for so long that my hands are starting
to ache. On the plus side I've been able to watch some old
favorites on TV while doing that. I've only had one power
outage from the storms.
I'm still in debate
though. I mean I've got hats and scarves knitted, but it seems a
little silly to give a set to Skye. His seem to be in perfect repair
after all… and I'm not sure I'd be able to stop myself from
giving in to the silly, girly side of me and putting a heart on it.
Wouldn't that
be subtle?
Heh. Seriously though,
I should probably spend a couple of hours at the Dig and see what I
can find. Hmm… Dig first, knitting later. I've been sitting to
much anyways.
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