Oh, they will get a full tour once Cricket spies them, if they want it. In the garden, there's a neat little herbal border of creeping thyme and lily of the valley, and flowers include zinnia, black-eyed susans, fire pinks and bee balm and brightly colored phlox. Cricket has encouraged some of the wildflowers at the edge of the woods, too, and added a few plants he hopes will spread, dropping compost and fertilizers where they're needed. His favorites are mostly early spring flowers--alas, the trillium and lady's slippers are done blooming for the year--but there's queen anne's lace, rhododendron, thimbleberry and sumac.
Cricket is in a relatively casual outfit, with a highly peculiar cat sweater on over his button-down and slacks. Maybe Loki picked that one out? Or maybe not. Cricket's taste is a little quirky.
He grins and hugs Adia gently, and looks happily surprised to have a present at all, shaking Caspar's hand firmly before opening the package. The gasp of delight ought to be rewarding. "Thank you! Oh, it's pretty!"
He'll put it next to the repaired sandglobe, on the bedroom windowsill.
As he's still exclaiming over it, none other than Willie the Lillipup trots over, possibly recognizing Adia's voice. She is, as always, sharply dressed, in a sailor costume, with a matching blue bow on her head. She hops up on her hind legs, resting her paws on Cricket's leg braces and peering at the guests curiously, tail wagging away.
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Date: 2019-07-10 02:09 pm (UTC)Cricket is in a relatively casual outfit, with a highly peculiar cat sweater on over his button-down and slacks. Maybe Loki picked that one out? Or maybe not. Cricket's taste is a little quirky.
He grins and hugs Adia gently, and looks happily surprised to have a present at all, shaking Caspar's hand firmly before opening the package. The gasp of delight ought to be rewarding. "Thank you! Oh, it's pretty!"
He'll put it next to the repaired sandglobe, on the bedroom windowsill.
As he's still exclaiming over it, none other than Willie the Lillipup trots over, possibly recognizing Adia's voice. She is, as always, sharply dressed, in a sailor costume, with a matching blue bow on her head. She hops up on her hind legs, resting her paws on Cricket's leg braces and peering at the guests curiously, tail wagging away.