We slept very well in our cozy little camper last night. Of course, the fact that I conjured up a very soft and downy featherbed, a two-person bathtub, and a breakfast of crepes and fresh fruit just added to its charm.
So now we sally forth to see what delights this charming town has to offer. It’s supposed to have a famous open-air market in the square, so that’s where we are headed first.
Sigyn is beside herself! This farmer breeds an extraordinary sort of reindeer, one with a long and silky coat that he sells as fleeces or which his wife spins into yarn.
They have brought one of the beasts with them and Sigyn is losing no time making friends. I suspect we will be tarrying here for a while…
Look, Sigyn! This next stall seems to carry a lot of merchandise that looks like your friend Muffy.
Pick her out a nice souvenir and I will magically post it back to her. (I’m not trusting anything to Fed Up and Exhausted!)
Ehehehe! I should have known!
We may have been deprived of seeing glass in the museum, but if there are glass paperweights or snowglobes anywhere, you can be sure my beloved will find them! That gingerbread fellow is almost as tall as you!
Oh, now isn’t that cute?
Sigyn says this mug reminds her of the Terror Twins back home. She wants to know if I miss them. Sweetie, last night’s dinner was the first I’ve had without cat hair in months. No, I don’t miss them. But I do wonder if Taffy is still sleeping on the human female’s head, the way I’ve been teaching her? (I don’t have to actually be present to annoy the human female!)