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Post by Morgan on Jan 26, 2020 1:34:57 GMT -6
There were a few other things that were ready to harvest in the cold; Morgan had made sure to get a lot of good winter-growing things in the ground when Morgan had started working on the garden. It was super important to make the best of even the cold months; the next stop was the peppers. Morgan had put a whole group of very hot, smoky peppers in the ground not too far away. They were of the sort that tended to thrive in cold weather; and Morgan would be so excited to dry them and use them as spices for their snacks. They would make an excellent seasoning for COD wings or even steaks, since Morgan loved hot food, or maybe as a covering for fried squash or potatoes. Morgan didn't do a whole lot of frying, but this seasoning would be awesome. Morgan called for Matsuba to 'come' and then moved off towards the peppers.
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Post by Morgan on Jan 26, 2020 2:43:03 GMT -6
The peppers wouldn't be too far away, but it felt like forever in this dang cold. Morgan hated the cold, but the season was only as long as any other, so it wouldn't be too bad waiting it out. Matsuba followed doggedly, even though Morgan hadn't been really serious about it. He dragged his tail in the white snow. Morgan was glad that there was snow on the ground for that reason only; that if the berries fell off, Morgan would be able to see them quite immediately. That and of course, the germs that snow typically had were not nearly as bad for cleaning off as mud or other such biological debris would be. Morgan was always careful, but still it was a concern that they had to deal with. They got sick relatively easy, and it made them very careful. Finally, they made their way over to the peppers, and Morgan stepped into the tarp covering the peppers.
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Post by Morgan on Jan 29, 2020 0:43:55 GMT -6
The tarp was kept over the top of the peppers by several ribs of metal poles that were curved to create a small near-dome with closed areas at the end. It was much warmer on the inside of the tarp, and Morgan was stepping in here specifically to pick up a few of the ones that they hoped were ripe. Of course, drying worked much better with this particular variety when they were actually ripe, but not all species were like that. It was okay with Morgan for it to be that way, after all, the more of them that they missed the more would grow eventually. That wasn't too bad of an issue. Morgan stepped around with the little knife, selecting which peppers would be good to eat and would be the best candidates for what Morgan wanted to do with them. They had closed the flap behind them, but Matsuba had followed them inside.
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Post by Morgan on Jan 29, 2020 3:36:21 GMT -6
Matsuba may have a difficult time walking around, leaning on his makeshift cane like that (it raised questions in Morgan; did these things always have a cane? Was that something they just did? did they have them naturally grown from their own body or did they select them? anything was possible they guessed) but he didn't seem to have any issues following Morgan around, even if it was at a bit of a distance. Morgan was racing the clock with him, and with some of these peppers in all honesty. A lot of them were just on the other side of ripe, and were probably not going to be edible in the way Morgan wanted to use them. Of course they didn't mind losing some of them since they wanted to replant them, but it was kind of difficult to tell which were ripe and which were on just that side of ripe until picked.
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Post by Morgan on Jan 29, 2020 3:43:18 GMT -6
Matsuba, on the other hand, would be out of season come a few days now, and Morgan was scrambling to try to get as many berries as he would finally give up. Right now it was looking like Morgan might have to deal with his current amount, which was a huge amount! But Morgan thought if they could do just a bit better with a little more work then they would go ahead and do it. Matsuba wasn't terrible to be around anyway, though Morgan was sure that he wished that they would stop harassing him about it, and go pester the other gardens beasties. Morgan was sure that they would; since some of the others needed to be taken care of before they went into season this year, and poor Matsuba would probably deserve a break. The human continued to work, checking all of the peppers together until they decided that these worked quite well.
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Post by Morgan on Jan 29, 2020 3:47:57 GMT -6
The peppers were doing much better than Morgan had expected, even though they had taken care to make sure that they would be warm and grow like this. Morgan eventually moved back around to where they could get out of the tarp, and when they did... Morgan realized that they had no idea where Matsuba was. "Matsuba? Matsuba!" Morgan called out, drawing out the name in their quick search. They called for him to come here, and was spooked whenever they heard the tarp behind them rattle and move. "WHAT?" They asked, and then suddenly it made sense, but not before they could completely embarrass theirself about the shock. Maybe they should have thought this through a bit more. "Matsuba, are y-you under the tarp?" Morgan said, in a joking, lilting tone. Morgan raised the tarp at the same time, and there he was, looking normal.
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Post by Morgan on Jan 29, 2020 3:50:59 GMT -6
Well, Morgan should have guessed that. They did leave the tarp partially open whenever they had went to look and put some of those ripe peppers in their wicker basket. At least the mystery was solved, even if it was a super tiny mystery. The human glanced down and counted peppers and mushrooms, and then decided to go out to check the other places in the garden. There wasn't a whole lot to check on, of course the wintery time of year had less things planted, but it was okay. "Alrighty Matsuba, I hope you continue to come with me." Morgan was hoping, after all, to get the last few chances at berries from him before they went home, and they'd have to be quick or these foods they just picked would ruin while they waited... Morgan called for Matsuba to come to them and then made their way, fingers crossed.
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Post by Jack on Jan 29, 2020 22:18:10 GMT -6
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Post by Morgan on May 7, 2020 9:31:49 GMT -6
Morgan may have decided not to put their dragonoak custom through the stress of a tournament (kind of last minute, too!) but they weren't going to let it slack off while it was in season and not produce for them! Morgan was determined to get at least one of their dragonoaks to produce an acorn, and barring that, they hoped to get as many acorns as possible from him. They were worth a pretty penny, so to speak, and Morgan was hoping that they would be a neat thing to test as well. However, they would have to actually go find the dragonoak in order to do that!
It took some time for Morgan to locate Meteora; she hadn't been trained to come when called so Morgan hadn't even tried. However, they realized the garden was a little out of sorts on the way there. Well, it was time to work the garden and make sure that Meteora would be close by during that time period!
[1] - [Start with Meteora the Dragonaok]
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Post by Morgan on May 7, 2020 9:40:19 GMT -6
Meteora was far away from Muninn's spot, when Morgan found her. Morgan certainly did not blame her; though she was dangerous due to Morgan's careful but successful order of her, Muninn was still huge and territorial, though typically too lazy to do much damage. Morgan patted Meteora when they found her, however, on the dome of her head. "W-well-well, What'cha doing Meteora?" It hadn't been a long time since Morgan had seen her last, of course, but she still seemed quite happy to see them. Morgan knew it was probably because Morgan always visited with treats. Morgan wasn't sure where dragonoaks tended to produce their acorns from, but they did hope that she would have one on her automatically. Morgan tried to take a moment to look her over to check, but this made the creature a little anxious, and it moved away, rattling it's leaves a bit. "Aww, c-come on critter..." Morgan tried, soothingly.
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Post by Morgan on May 7, 2020 9:45:08 GMT -6
Morgan finally decided, after a little half-dancy game between the pair, that Meteora would do best if Morgan simply allowed her to follow them while they worked on the garden. It seemed to work rather well for Morgan's king of evergreen, who Morgan had passed while he was resting in the sunlight earlier. Thankfully it wasn't too hot for him out yet, but Morgan had been able to put a nice place for him to be in a semi-cooled shade for whenever it did get too hot for him. Meteora, on the other hand, was thoroughly enjoying the weather from what Morgan could tell. At least Morgan had that going for them- Meteora would probably calm down quickly. "Welp, c-come on, critter." Morgan said, tone changed from soothing to beckoning. Might as well have Meteora come with them over to the areas of the gardens that most needed fertilizer spread on them.
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Post by Morgan on May 7, 2020 9:54:51 GMT -6
Meteora may not have been taught to come or follow, but she did rather like Morgan enough, and she knew that Morgan probably had treats. She also didn't really have anything better than this to do, and it wasn't like Morgan was around every single day, so Meteora followed at a short distance behind as Morgan moved off. Where were they going? Meteora hoped that they weren't going to that one place again, the weird yard with the non-natural plants and stuff. She couldn't help but snort a little frost out of her nose as she thought about that place. Something about it wasn't quite right- and she didn't understand why this human with all of the food wanted to continue to go there. However, Meteora did not see a rope lead anywhere near the human, so perhaps she would be lucky and would not have to leave the garden today. She didn't really want to.
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Post by Morgan on May 7, 2020 10:01:43 GMT -6
Luckily for the Dragonoak, Morgan had no interest in dragging her to the mansion again, at least not this month. They had been wanting to make sure that she was used to them enough to be able to be trained for a tournament, but now that they had decided not to do that and didn't have any kind of a deadline hanging over them, they knew that there was no need to drag them with them anywhere that they needed to otherwise pay a lot of attention to. Meteora could certainly wait. However, the human quietly wondered if perhaps the dragonoak wouldn't be a good choice for a future petite tournament? Now that would deserve some looking into.
After a short walk, the human came to the beds of flowers that they had planned to plant for the springtime. The area was certainly going to need more work than their vegetable garden had just before!
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Post by Lethalia on May 7, 2020 14:51:18 GMT -6
There's a lovely sprig of lavender popped up nearby, but the secret to where a dragonoak generates it's acorns would take a little longer to figure out.
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Post by Morgan on Oct 19, 2020 12:44:10 GMT -6
It had been another while before they had been here again. The Gardens were obviously an excellent place to go out on an Autumn stroll, so Morgan opted to take Valentine out for training. She was still a small puppy, but she was such a big and bulky houluh! It was a little funny, noting that her entire family were elegantly shaped houluh, and here Valentine was with her too-big paws and boxy face. She was an adorable puppy, if a little odd looking (maybe it was just a phase?) so they figured they would work on training her, so that they could take her out to a Debutante show when she was big enough (which probably wouldn't be long, judging by her big boxy form!). Morgan walked through the garden, with little Valentine running around sniffing everything.
"G-good gal, Valentine." Morgan says to her. They try to get her attentin with her name. "Valentine!"
[1] - [Start with 'Name']
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