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beedalee · 7 years ago

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I... am feeling better. Thank you for the nice messages, they really mean a lot to me. You guys make me cry so easy but I don’t mind it one bit. Sometimes I can’t cry by myself, y’know? I just... needed to work some stuff out in myself, growing pains as I get close to 30. It’s tough, and I don’t think I’ve been taking care of some of my Core Issues as much as I’ve been uhhh pointedly running away from them. Bad bee.

I’m stable now, so I thought I’d do a tiny life update. Just random little things.

The most fun update is... I finally updated this blog’s theme!!! It was hard to let go of my old one, i got soo attached but the change is really nice. I also updated the theme for my art blog, so it feels like the reeeal deal now and not something i throw themes on to experiment with and forget about half way through. One of these days I’ll make a fancy special banner illustration for it, but in the meantime I cleaned up any straggler tags over there, added an actual tag page, and updated my project page too. it’s so pretty i just had to share!! feel free to look at them.... if you want.... maybe...? (〃∀〃)ゞ Redoing my blog themes really helps me calm down. it’s like a mini fresh start and organization-therapy all at once.

My monitor started to have trouble turning on (the button would flicker and make tiny squeaky noises) so instead of working it to it’s last dying day, i swapped to a spare monitor we had stored. the res is smaller than what i had before (1440x900 down to like 1366x768 or somethin?) and i’m so darn spoiled by my only slightly bigger screen... so i think i’m gonna still buy a new big one to spoil myself! BUT i’m not fretting about it anymore which is important- I didn’t really want to drop that $$$ right before the trip to see Nafisah and Christmas. I can deal with this in the meantime though, i am loving not having ghosty right-shifted shadows on my screen anymore though. it was really messing with how did lineart and i was worrying about my eyestrain.

The local fires are a bit calmer in my area right now, but man, it feels like montana and all the states around me are just like. on fire all the time. it’s really stressful and I hope anyone living in the area is safe and taking care to not breathe it too much if at all possible.

I also started playing Pokemon Black (I reeeeally want access to the transfer lab) and catching up in Sun again. I need to go edit some photos for that, it was fun to liveblog!

Also, a relative of mine that I didn’t think I’d ever meet found me on facebook recently. I’m really disconnected from most of my family tree, but it’s been really nice to talk to someone about Family Issues (tm).... yeah... it’s nice.

I guess that’s all for right now... I’ve scanned a bunch of art so I have stuff to do!! Hopefully I can share it soon. I reeeallly want to get into the habit of posting sketches and doodles here. I know I keep saying it, I have to hype myself up a lot, wheezes... I also have fun asks I wanna answer/draw answers to, so bear with me coz it may be a bit before I get to them. Gonna take the weekend to re-cooperate and then try to get some sorta neat-o schedule going for next week.

anyway, that’s about it. gonna go edit some scans and photos now! ╭( ･ㅂ･)و

#bees textposts #a little life update i suppose #just gotta keep going..

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witchieanddessie-blog · 7 years ago

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Yes I Am| A Story of Seasons/Harvest Moon Fanfiction | Chapter 2

A loud voice bellowed from behind me, catching me by surprise. “Is that you Nanami?”

I nodded slightly and let out a little squeak, I was embarrassed at myself for being so jumpy. “I thought so. Good to have ya, good to have ya! I’m Frank.” He let out a rambunctious laugh. This was it. I hope Frank wouldn’t give me one look and then reach his conclusion. I bowed quickly and smiled, “It’s nice to meet you, thank you for agreeing to help me.”

He chuckled as I finished bowing, “Just so’s you know, it’s customary ‘round there here parts to give a hug when greetin’ folks. Wanna give it a try?” he laughed. I thought he was joking but then he pulled me into a tight embrace. “Yeah, I guess it is a rather surprising gettin' told that right outta the blue! It was one surprise after another for me when I first got to Westown, too. But it's turned out to be pretty nice. That was a pretty good hug there, you'll get use to it after meeting more people here!” Joy. Where I had grown up, people wouldn't dare dream of hugging a stranger as a greeting. That was a social custom was only reserved to family and close friends. Then again... Uncle Frank was family so maybe it wasn't so bad. It didn't mean I'd leap at the opportunity to hug other strangers of Westown though. "They weren't lying' when they said time flies. Look how big you've gotten. Last I saw you, you were still just a little baby. I bet you don't even remember me." Frank beamed. He seemed really friendly and approachable, I felt more at ease around him. Whilst my uncle and father looked similar, aside from the fact that my father was clean shaven and Uncle Frank, the real difference between them was their voice. Dad sounded professional and well spoken, this guy sounded completely different with a western twang that characterised his speech. It took a few moments to adjust to his voice and make out what he was saying.

"Your pa sent me a letter explainin' everythin'." My heart sank slightly, I could only imagine what sort of things he would have written in the letter. Maybe it was just a list of reasons why I wasn't capable. Frank smiled and squeezes my shoulder reassuringly, "First things first, though, you've gotta be bushed after that long trip. Come on in and settle down for a spell." He picked my suitcases up and gestured for me to enter his house. ~~~ Frank places two steaming cups of hot chocolate onto the table. I have always sworn by hot chocolate before bed, the sweetness satisfies my cravings and the lull afterwards helps to take me into dreamland. I took a sip of the beverage gratefully, its taste was dark and rich and coated my tongue thickly before flowing down my throat. It smells like a chocolate factory and I am torn between wanting to savour it and inhale it. For some moments I just wrap my hands around the ceramic mug, letting the warmth flow through my fingers, banishing the early spring chill. Despite choosing to make it last it is gone too soon. "Right then, let's not forget why you're here." Frank said as he sat in the seat opposite me. "You wanna become a farmer, yeah?" "Yes, I really do." I kept my hands gripped on the mug in front of me, even though it was now empty. "It's been something I've wanted to do and have been thinking about for so long. It's my dream." Frank smiled encouragingly, "I was real happy to hear that you want to do the same thing with your life that I do." He took a slow sip of his hot chocolate and then his face turned serious, his expression reminded me of that of my father's when I'd try discussing becoming a farmer with him. "But don't ya forget it's Ma Nature herself you'll be tackling! Some days get reeeal rough. You really sure this is what you want to do?" I know a dream doesn't come true by magic; it takes sweat, determination and hardwork. I have what it takes to achieve what I set my mind to. I'm not going to avoid it because everyone tells me it's hard to only look back one day in regret. Why is something being difficult meant to be off-putting? It gives me drive. "I'm sure," I felt confident in my answer. "I know it won't be a walk in the park but I'm determined and willing to learn." "Good answer!" *cheered* Daryl, clasping his hands together happily "No wonder you were able to get that stubborn old bear Daryl to back down. Now, I know that some stuff might scare you. But around these parts, the harder you work, the more Ma Nature will reward you. That I can guarantee. I'm glad that you're eager, I would love to take you down to your new farm tomorrow but unfortunately it's still being worked on." "Don't worry too much 'bout it, though. It shouldn't be too much longer. Tomorrow I'll give you the grand tour of Westown instead so you can meet your new neighbours. Now, you must be tired. Let's get you rested." ~~~ I awoke to soft sheets, and the morning light trickled in through the blinds. Shedding myself of the remaining glimpses of a dream, my eyes were still shut as I soaked in the warmth of my covers before letting my blue eyes see the sun's rays. From today I'm going to ditch the insecurities. Instead of thinking what could go wrong, I'm going to focus on what can go right. Keep your face toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you. When I entered the kitchen after getting dressed, the front door was open and Frank was standing on the porch. He had dirt on his scarlet overalls and the sleeves of his blue checkered shirt. He must have gotten up at the crack of dawn to complete his farm errands. I noticed the hay on his trousers, it made me eager to see his farm animals. Perhaps I'd recognise some from when I was little. I couldn't wait until I could get my own animals, perhaps some chickens or maybe even a cow. For now, I'll focus on the present, I remembered that today Frank was going to introduce me to my neighbours and show me Westown. I could feel the butterflies awaken in my stomach. You'd assume that I'd be accustomed to meeting new people and settling in quickly due to the fact that we were always moving. Sadly it didn't get any easier if anything it got harder. I'd become scared of connecting with people since they were never in my life for very long. Hopefully, I could make some real friends here, the type of friends I could confide in and have fun with after a day on the farm. Hopefully. Frank looked back over his shoulder and grinned, "There's my favourite niece!" Hah, take that Lynn. "Did you sleep swell?". I nodded quickly. Whilst Frank was still practically a stranger in some regards he was so kind and gave off a warmth that made me feel more relaxed around him the more I was near him. Perhaps the more time we spend together the more he'll feel like family. It'll be good to have someone like that here considering how far away from home I now am. Well, technically I was even further away from m family than I expected since dad had packed everyone up to go live somewhere random and new again. "I slept like a log. You never really expect travelling to take it out of you as much as it does. Thank you for letting me stay here for the night, your place is really nice." I walked over to join him on the porch. "Glad to 'ere yer had a good slumber." He smiled warmly and gestured to the house, "Thank yer, I built it myself! You'll probably end up building yerself your own place eventually." My own place? Built by myself? I'd never envisioned myself as a carpenter, but hopefully I'd have all I need for a while before I ended up accidentally nailing my hands to a wood plank and testing my patience. "Don't ya look too worried now! You'll have plenty of guidance and help." Frank took his straw hat off and fanned his face with it, before turning to me. "I'm goin' to take ya to meet Megan today before we see the rest of the town. She's the town elder after all so we should pay our respects." Grugurgrpgurrghghghg. I glanced outside, at first thinking that the sound I heard was thnder outside but when I heard it for the second time I realised it was Frank's stomach. Frank was hungry. "Oops! I suppose my stomach's getting demanding, let's crack out some jam and toast for breakfast." Frank rubbed his stomach and smiled sheepishly. He hummed a jolly tune as he walked over to the kitchen to prepare something to tame our hunger. ~~~ We ate breakfast on the porch. The gentle spring sun rays kissed my skin, like kisses from the divine. The ground by the porch was covered with bright and vivid blooms whose petals danced in the breeze. It was tranquil. I smiled at the simpleness of nature. I had always lived in the concrete jungle of the city, sometimes I would forget that places of such natural beauty existed. It was like a scene out of a postcard that seemed too good to be true. I took another bite of my toast, savouring the sweet flavour of the strawberry jam. Frank had said he'd made the jam from the strawberries he had grown on his farm. I couldn't help but imagine serving my family food made from my own produce if they ever came to visit. Imagining such a scenario made me miss them. After breakfast Frank took me to the town elder's house, she was also a farmer and lived a short distance from Frank's farm. Her house was beige and seemed rather old, yet it had aged nicely. It was a home and you could see that it was filled with life and love before entering the front door. "Hello Frank, I've been waiting for you. Is this the relative you've been telling me about? It's a pleasure to meet you Nanami. I'm also a farmer, just like Frank. I think I speak for the whole town when I say we're happy to have you here." Megan spoke softly and held her arms open ready for a hug. I had forgotten that was a thing here. I hugged her awkwardly, feeling my cheeks reddened slightly. I made a mental note to be more prepared when greeting the rest of the people I'd be introduced to today. I hoped that my hugs would get better or this new greeting would at least become less awkward. Megan proceeded to introduce me to the rest of her family, her son Hector and her grandson Colin. Both father and son shared the same pumpkin-orange hair. Hector was quiet and didn't engage in much conversation, nor did his son who hardly looked up from the picture of a butterfly he was drawing. They seemed to both be very similar to each other. I wondered where Colin's mother was. Perhaps she was working? After having a drink of Megan's homemade cordial, she led us around Westown. Westown was filled with character, like it's name it reminded me of a town in an old Western movie. I could imagine having a pretend cowboy showdown with Lynn in the town square. The main part of the town had been built into the large red mountains, different shops stood on different levels of the mountain. There were market stalls on the lower levels, Megan informed me that this is where I could buy animals on certain days of the week, ingrediants, goods and essentials. On the higher levels were shops, distinct in colour and character. As we were walking up the wooden plank slope that allowed us to get to different levels, Megan stopped to gesture at a red and blue building. "Now if I could direct your attention to the left, over here we have the Post Office. If you ever feel like sending a letter to your family stop off over there." She was very good at this whole tour guide business, she was a very firmly spoken woman, however she still came across as friendly and not intimidating. I lit up at the prospect of being able to send letters homes. Whilst I could text my family or call home the signal wasn't the greatest here. There was something about sending letters that seemed more appealing and filled with more thought and love. I'd definitely be popping in when I had a chance. Before we were able to move on to hear Megan's comment on the next building, a man walked out of the Post Office doors. "Well, now! Speak of the devil, here comes out postman. Hello!" Megan waved towards the postman. I expected him to be around the same age of Frank for some reason, that was certainly not the case. He walked over to Megan and Frank, waving as he approached. "Good morning', Megan. Frank." He took the cowboy hat he was wearing off of his blonde locks and held it in front of him as he bowed politely. "What a surprise to see both of you here. What's the occasion? No lemme guess, you're giving the grand tour to our new neighbour over 'ere." He directed his gaze to me and smiled. Oh. Hell. Must. Mate. Immediately. Wait. Did I really just think that? Goodness, I felt embarrassed at myself that that was the first thing that popped into my head. The postman was tall and handsome. He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. You couldn't help but admire it or perhaps even envy it. I guess he must be used to that, the sudden pause in a person's natural expression when they looked his way followed by overcompensating with a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile. That was my reaction. I hoped I wasn't blushing. How fickle of me to feel this way. "Spot on as always! This is the relative I was telling you about the other day." Frank explained. Both the men seemed to be on friendly terms, although I assumed in a town like this everyone probably knew each other and were friends. "Aha! I knew it! The name was... Give me a second the name will come to me... Kanami, right?" He had a southern twang to his voice just like Frank and Megan did. It really was like being in a Western. "Almost!" I couldn't help but smile, "It's Nanami. Just a letter out." "Nanami..." He smiled back at me and put his hat back on, "I'm Wayne. I'm the post man over 'ere. Any time you want to sent a letter home or to anyone just pop into the post office where I work behind me over there. There aren't too many people our age 'round these parts. I'm looking forward to getting to know you, friend! I hear you've come from a place real far away, you'll have to tell me all about it some time." Yes please! No. No thank you. I wasn't going to have a silly crush over someone I had just met. He probably was taken, or at least popular with the ladies. There was no point in toying with the idea of winning his affections. I'm here to farm. He winked and flashed a grin at me, "Are you used to hugging people when they say howdy yet?" That's when I could feel my face reddening. I thought I'd gotten out of hugging in this introduction. "Ah, not yet. It's quite different from back where I'm from." He walked closer and threw his arms around me, engulfing me in his embrace. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you better. Feel free to come on over and chat whenever you want." With that, Frank and Megan waved goodbye and he left to complete his deliveries. His attractiveness aside, he seemed nice enough but he always seemed like a ladies man, a flirt. That was slightly intimidating. I hoped underneath that he was a lovely guy and not someone who would mess with a woman's feelings.

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