Wee Toadstools

Unplanted, unwanted, there nonetheless.
Oldies
My digital picture folders start with May, 2004. Thought I’d pull some out into the fresh air.





There were a couple of young Breagha, but I can’t.
The Scotts
Minus their parents, who still live in Oasis Springs.
No idea why it looks like the sun is rising from the tree, but it’s a cool effect.
Watson, finally happy because his sister Katy called.
…and yes, he really does live in the shadow of a volcano. Heh.
Sibling Katy is happy. She’s a cheerful, creative sim who loves life. Unlike gloomy gus.
Katy recently went on a date with a sim named Nick, also a creative type. Instead of meeting up at a bar or park where they would have things to do, Nick asked her to a basically empty lot.
At the end of the date he said “don’t call me again”. Oh, well. Once again, never assume.
Katy just finished her first semester at Foxbury, so she’s not really looking for a steady beau right now anyway.
Simthing Wrong
Don’t usually post my sims stuff, but this picture of Watson Scott, newly minted young adult, made me laugh. Watson was a good toddler, child and teen. He worked hard and received straight A’s in school.
A happy young man, when he aged up to young adult… well, let’s just put it this way: something is wrong with Watson. Or simthing.
Oh, there are more pictures of him slumping and frowning all over the place. Gym, nightclub, library… oh, there is a dilly of one meeting a woman… guess he didn’t like her because his eyes squinted up and his mouth pursed like my dog’s arse hole.
I moved him to a small (tiny) home directly under the volcano in Sulani. ‘Tis a beautiful place, Sulani. I fully expected him to take right to it; an outdoorsy, brilliant sim who could walk a few steps to the ocean. Right? I assumed he’d like to attend Foxbury U, become a marine biologist and live a full sim life.
Never assume, even with pixels.
Tell the Bees
While I know it’s custom to tell bees about important changes in ones life and household… these aren’t my bees. I came upon them while walking past a large clump of firebush… and it bzzzz’ed like a hive! Naturally, I ran to retrieve my camera.

It’s finally September! I thought August would refuse to leave, like a drunk at a party.















