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ARTIST: Helene Appel
Valentines Gift Exchange
for @chickycherrycola
I agree that we don't get nearly enough B team and had been thinking about them recently before we got our giftees so thank you for giving me the excuse to draw them. I hope you like it This took so long, thank god for whoever asked for the extension
"I don't know how much you're able to remember, but from what I can recall, today is your birthday. So... Happy Birthday, Kuma." Crocodile's words were straight to the point, especially given the nature of this particular topic. Did she know? And more importantly, would she even care about it? Nonetheless, she had reached out to him before and it was only fair to return the favour; honey cake might go down well, as well as a selection of ornate pots considering her talent with gardening.
Kuma looked at him, her face unmoved. "I'm not stupid. Of course I know." The date marked with a candle sticker on the calendar in the kitchen was quite meaningful.
"The plates are in the cupboard. Help yourself." She ignored the cake and took the pots, wondering which one would be the best. Her only cactus needed its pot to be replaced soon.
Whats your relationship like with your parents?
It’s pretty good actually, we still keep in touch, my dad David still runs the fairground and i like to visit, brings back good memories
They’ve always been there for me in all points of my life when they could be (they couldn’t be there for me when it came to plastic beach and all that but i remember their words and advice). What’s still funny though is my Mom Rachel, a great nurse wound up with a clumsy husband and an even more accident prone son.
But yeah we’re still close, i have to visit them again but they are having fun in life, they’re both retired now, with the exception of the fair because my dad pretty much built that place from the ground up he’d never just leave it behind.
My dad and I still talk music, he gave me my first keyboard, my mom makes sure i’m staying healthy and have eaten a full meal and we also talk life, it’s nice, it’s good.
We’ve always been close.
all the accidents that have happened brought us close together too.
Wonder why my feet and hqnds are always so cold
ins tore. god help me
Fig. 1. Tony speaks from the front of Boatster on a gorgeously clear day on Fallen Leaf Lake
Fig. 2. A poorly lit photo of the Pots as we hiked in
Fig. 3. Hanging out at our campsite
I’m going to ask Kyle if he’s willing to share any of his photos from the Pots with me to post here, as I’m sure they are about 10000x better than mine...