2022-03-04

sovay: (Silver: against blue)
For my mother's birthday observed, my father restrained his fondant ambitions and merely planned an almond-flour cake in two flavors decorated with chocolate mice and penguins from Burdick's. By the time we were finished with it, it had become the Citadel of the Cat, whose banner my niece carried proudly through the house with piercing meows. My mother loved it, and this picture, which is much more dramatic than it looked with the candles unlit.



After dinner, I showed my niece Tomm Moore's Song of the Sea (2014), which she loved so much that she stayed up emphatically past her bedtime to finish it, even when the heavily scratched library DVD seized at the numinous climax and we had to skip forward to the credits and creep back by frames to get the rest of the film. She understood the double-casting at once. She wanted to rewatch it as soon as it was done. I love that she recognizes selkies long before their narratives say so. Fingers crossed, we haven't struck out on a sea-movie so far.

Earlier in the afternoon, I took my new black stock from Nightwing Whitehead and got photographic evidence for [personal profile] selkie.

For the ship that sailed in the sunken sea. )

She sent me a copy of Cat Sebastian's The Missing Page (2022) which arrived just before I left the house, so I am counting it as an unbirthday present. Still need more waistcoats.
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