The human female is very predictable. After living in proximity for so many years, I can tell you exactly what she likes. Books. Plants. Books about plants.
Thus, I have a sneaking suspicion what might be in this hard, squarish parcel which has just come for her, all the way from Britain.
Sigyn thinks we shouldn’t open it without her permission, but I don’t give a fig. Besides, these plastic mailers are so…flimsy. Maybe we’d better examine the contents just to ensure that they’ve arrived safely.
By Jormungandr’s pointy teeth! I was not expecting an amphibian!
That is some rather nice watercolor work, though. Let’s have a look at the rest of it.
See, Sigyn! I told you! Plants!
Sigyn is quite taken with the bryony, but I want to see more about this toad.
Flip, flip, flip. No more toad thus far. The whole book is full of intricate watercolors.
Of the kind the human female wishes she knew how to paint.
She’s going to equal parts drool over the illustrations and gnash her teeth that she couldn’t replicate them if she tried for a thousand years.
Definitely my kind of book!