Snuggling with a Friend/Lover/Caregiver on the couch while reading a book or watching seasonal tv shows/movies
Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry.
- Mary Elizabeth Frye
Led through the mist, by the milk light of the moon. All that is lost was revealed. Our long bygone burdens, mere echoes of the spring. But where shall we go and where shall we end? If dreams cannot come true, then why not pretend?
Currently: Orlando and Jonny were watching a miniseries called Over The Garden Wall with Vincent. It was screened by the black haired car-dealer and deemed not to scary to watch with him, much to Vincent’s excitement, but as they watched on, knowing there was only a finite amount of episodes and that the series wasn’t exactly new was unfortunate and it made the sheep loving boy very sad.
This being said, he still wanted to watch the show and wasn’t disappointed with the visuals or the soundtrack.
“Oh, we're going to the Pasture to meet Adelaide and ask her if she has a way to send us back where we came from. I don't know who she is or how she is or when, what, why she is.”
“But as for where she is, she is where we will go.”
“To Adelaide, to Adelaide. C'mon and join the Adelaide Parade. Adelaide, To Adelaide. We're going to Adelaide's house today.”
It was a dark and dreary afternoon, perfect for hot chocolate, cozy pajamas and watching scary stuff with snuggles. Vincent was in heaven, both his Dada and Papa home for today. They were on the sixth episode out of ten, and they still had a long ways away from getting to the finale.
But a good dark day like today was perfect for a series like this.
And honey, they had a big storm coming.