Dear Diary (9 March 2014)
It’s…been nearly a month since I last wrote.
Life has been busy, strenuous even, so I apologize for not keeping up with current events. Spring is just starting to peek around the corner, so I’ve had to check on the bulbs around town more frequently. Sometimes I wonder why I chose to be a florist in an animal-centric town, but I suppose I am more familiar with the townsfolk here, and the lifestyle is better-suited to what I’m used too…I shouldn’t dwell on it too much.
It should be season for daffodils soon…yellow is such a happy color. I should wear more of it.
Sunshine sunday: I'm glad youre back! I miss you n__n
((yeah, hopefully i’ll be back for a while now! i’ve missed you too, and this counts for everyone since you’re anonymous. i missed you all, you’re really such a great and uplifting community to be around.))
[[[[ vocaroo(.)com/i/s1BFP3HCf58l Sorry I sound hesitant and stuff, you're really great and yeah <3 ]]]
((What no shoosh you’re a darling! *squishes your face*))
Cam in some other world I suppose.
Open for business // Reinhart and Cam
Lavender wasn’t exactly in abundance at the moment but he had been lucky enough to have stockpiled some before coming to Castanet along with some he had ground down and made into oils, so he managed to have a decent supply of lavender scented candles.
"I do and in both in medium sizes and in tealight size." Reinhart said, lifting out said candles and setting them out on the table.
He peered at the candles. “And you make these yourself?” he asked, looking back up at Reinhart. “Impressive…how does one go about making candles?” He picked one of the tealights up and inhaled the scent, reveling in the smokiness of the lavender. Perhaps he would have to consider expanding his business in Bluebell into some candles as well…
Shooting Stars || Cam & Laney
Laney threw her arms back and let herself fall into the snow that cushioned the mountaintop. The snow acted like a pillow, and Laney couldn’t help but to giggle as she sprawled out, making her own personal snow angel. Her layers protected her from the biting wind, and allowed for her to truly enjoy the beauty of a winter sky without any distractions. “The sky looks different in the winter,” Laney noted. She spotted different stars dotting the sky than the ones she saw on summer nights. Laney spotted several blue stars dotting the sky, and decided to count them. She had only gotten to two when her attention was redirected to a shooting star streaking across the twinkling sky. She heard a gasp from behind her to compliment her own upon seeing such a beautiful display in the sky. Laney shrieked. Whoever was there had startled her, and even worse, they had seen her rolling around in the snow like a puppy!
Cam let his eyes adjust to the darkness and saw what was probably Laney laying in the snow. “Hello…?” he called softly, “I hope I didn’t interrupt you…it’s just me, Cam.”
He didn’t really understand why anyone would want to lay in the snow, but to each their own, he supposed. He approached her, brushed the snow off of one of the nearby rocks, and sat. “Did you come out here to look for shooting stars too?” He gestured to the sky. “There was that one that just flew by, but it was too fast for me to make a wish.
A Letter | Cam & Elli
I’m sorry this letter has taken it’s time in getting to you. My mind has been so busy lately that I kept forgetting to buy some stationary.
You have me wondering, why doesn’t the cafe owner want a cat? Perhaps it’s just their taste in animals, but I always worry about professionalism. I do hope you find another stray. Even just for the fact that you can show it some love.
You would think so, but a lot of people don’t much like getting out in the weather. It might be the fact that many people walk around here since it’s such a small town. I wouldn’t much care for trekking through the snow.
I suppose the islands must be in the north then. I, too, thought it would be nice summer weather year round. That would make a wonderful vacation spot!
My favorite flowers? Let’s see… Bleeding hearts have always captivated me, especially the white ones. I’m not sure they count as flowers but I also really like pussy willows.
What about you? What’s your favorite flower?
This letter might take a while to get to you, as a snowstorm came through and the mail isn’t leaving town currently, but I will mail it once Dirk comes by again.
I’m fairly certain Howard doesn’t want a cat simply because he doesn’t want to deal with the fur, but I’ve seen plenty of businesses in the city with pets. Usually cats, dogs, or birds, but I think I’ve seen some fish in restaurants as well.
Bledding hearts certainly do count as flowers! People would usually want the in bridal bouquets, since they’re heart-shaped. They look lovely with purples and whites.
Also included, scrawled on a napkin:
I found a cat after the snowstorm, if you’re interested. He’s a gorgeous tuxedo who kept trying to get into the coffeepot…he’s been dubbed Clancy, for the time being.
Shooting Stars || Open
It had been what felt like ages since Cam had gone to look for shooting stars. He could remember being a little boy in the summer, and laying out in the fields, tugging his mother’s sleeve and pointing when he caught one out of the corner of his eye.
You’d never catch a shooting star if you were actually looking for one.
He pulled his scarf closer around him. He’d almost decided to stay inside, since it was still winter after all, and he didn’t want to catch cold. His breath puffed in front of him in little white gusts, and he leaned back his head and blew upwards, chuckling a bit at how silly he must look. It had been a while since he’d felt this much like a child. The cold air gave the stars and the night sky a sort of extreme contrast compared to the mountain forest around him, and he was reminded that all those stars out there were eons away, and not suspended in the atmosphere, just out of reach. He took a moment to look straight up at the stars, swiveling his head and marveling at how crisp and clear and bright the stars were.
He stumbled a bit; not watching where he was going made him dizzy sometimes.
He finally reached the mountaintop and shivered, tucking his hands tighter into hes pockets. He wished he could have worn more pants; his knees felt like they were going to shake off any second now. He could see the Bluebell sparkling below, just a few tiny, flickering lights in the distance, and Konohana looked the same from up here: just a few tiny lights. Why had they ever closed the tunnel? Or had they? Wasn’t there a legend that the mayors had yelled so loud at each other while in the tunnel that they’d caused a cave-in? He couldn’t remember.
Cam turned his face back up towards the stars. It hadn’t really been necessary to fight, he supposed, that’s just how people are. Out of the corner of his eye, where he wasn’t looking, he saw a shooting star. He gasped and heard someone else on the top of the mountain join in with their own gasp of wonder. He looked around. It was so dark, even with the stars, and he hadn’t even had time to make his wish.
Rocking the Boat || Jin & Cam
Cam bowed his head quickly. “Hello, doctor.” He…looked like the Konohana villagers to Cam, though he refrained from saying anything out loud. That would be horribly rude.
"I, uh, came here to visit on a boat, and uh…" He trailed off. He wasn’t really used to going to doctors, and the doctors in Konohana scared him, quite frankly… "I was hoping you could help me with it?"
Jin blinked as Cam bowed to him. Sure, he appreciated politeness, but… “There’s no need for such formality.” He shook his head. It was just a bit too much. “Came on a boat?” He looked the younger man over. Well, he did look a little off-color. “Seasick?” He thought about it for a moment. “I can ease your nausea. Would you like some ginger tea?” Let’s see… I can also try some acupressure, but… Let’s have him eat some ginger first. That should help. Nice and easy! “Do you need anything else while you’re here?”
"Yes, seasickness…if that’s what it called." He fidgeted around, not really certain if he was supposed to sit, and if he was, where he was supposed to sit.
Relieved at the mention of tea, he relaxed a bit. “Ginger tea would be lovely, thanks. Does ginger help with nausea?” He’d always been curious with the medicinal properties of plants along with their meanings, and a doctor seemed like the most…obvious person to ask. “I don’t…think I need anything else, either.”
A small basket of chocolate cookies has been left on your doorstep, along with a note that read. "Happy winter harmony day! I hope you enjoy the cookies~ Love, Lillian."
Cam blinked at the basket of cookies. Winter Harmony Day was one of the two days of the year he had to be gracious with presents of sweets…he took the basket inside. Since they were from Lillian, they were probably handmade. Maybe he’d actually try one this year…
Here is some flowers... *hands flowers and blushes*
Cam took the flowers from the stranger. “They’re lovely, thank you.’ He paused. “Have we met before?”
My upload x
*Leaves chocolate cake for winter harmony day*
Cam froze, mortified at the sight of his worst enemy…chocolate cake. Who would leave this for him…? Did they hate him…? Reluctantly picking it up, he held it at arms length, depositing it on Howard’s counter for further inspection, and he checked the calendar.
Winter Harmony Day…well, he thought to himself, I suppose I can be flattered one day out of the year. He smiled a little at the thought behind the present, but he did not go back to the cake, and he did not taste it.