Sep 05, 2009 01:17
[Maes is beaming, like usual. He's in his greenhouse, carefully picking tomatoes.]
If the calendar lines up right, summer's over. Fall's here, and that should mean picnics! So! I suggest a picnic! There are a lot of us here, and I'm sure if everyone brought something, we'd have quite the feast indeed!
We'll host it, my wife and I, and Miss Trisha if she would care to help as well! Um, Gracia, love, we're hosting a picnic. By the way.
I'm betting we'll need one, too. We had an extra week break from events, so we might want to be prepared for something a little more hard-hitting.
A week from Tuesday, let's picnic! And in the nice orchard at [x,y].
I ask that people who want to cause trouble please not come.
Oh, and Roy? I wanted to talk to you about something, when you've got a moment!
[He turns his attention to a ladybug on one of the plants, gently nudging it off the tomato before he picks it. Then he blinks, reaches back, and turns off the PCD.]
greenhouse,
community,
picnic,
maes daddies the whole city