Open Post: What a yarn

[sporesprouter]

There's still quite a bit of winter yet, according to the calendar, not to mention whatever Dark is, and Tress got an idea for a project fairly recently. It's appropriate and it gives her a chance to stretch out a skill she hasn't really gotten an opportunity to use in a while.

So she's in a cozy parlor, sitting curled up in a big comfy armchair right by the window, a basket of yarn at her feet, and she's knitting. It's still too early to be immediately obvious what it is she's knitting, but she's moving with the easy confidence that indicates it's definitely not a new craft she's just now decided to take up.

Sometimes, after all, it's nice to go back to something old and familiar.

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[onthewillowsthere]

Galahad isn't looking for her specifically, but he has been wanting to sketch her for something he's working on, and he has got his sketchbook with him, so when he sees her he immediately detours.

Hi! he signs.

[az_fell]

It would be easy to say that Aziraphale has primarily been wandering about in an insufferable honeymoon-phase daze. In fact, it would be so easy that there's no particular reason not to do so. Aziraphale has primarily been wandering about in an insufferable honeymoon-phase daze.

He brightens when he sees Tress, though. A) He quite likes her. B) He does feel a kind of kinship with her now, as they underwent something quite alarming together. They have absolutely been in the trenches.

"The lovely Tress," he say cheerily as he sees her. He then pauses for dramatic effect. "I hope."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Oh!" says Susan, dropping a banker box full of odds and ends on the ground. "I do beg your pardon, I didn't realize anyone was in this parlor."