∞ 92: Warming weather [action]

[chikaidestroyer]

[He didn't send out an announcement of any kind when they returned home. Others had already announced their dead and offered any words of encouragement or frustration.

Instead, Albert spent the days following the draft ... working on his flower beds. March had brought with it a warm spell, meaning that his seeds would be germinating and eventually sprouting. This is also the time for pulling down the dried vines from his trellises.

It's a lot of work (and a lot of garden), so he'll be out and around the house until late in the day. It's as dusk approaches that he can be found sitting on the porch, watching three tiny owls perched on the porch fencing.]

...Welcome back.

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[chikaidestroyer]

[He blinks at the colors of the cake, before rationalizing that they were spring-like colors for ... well, a spring-like month.]

Well, from that answer... Lemon cake?

[wise_maiden]

[She nods, smiling a little as she brings it over to set down in a space on the table. The creativity is focused more on the presentation, but aside from the seemingly odd-colors, it's nothing extreme.]

I thought that I'd try to stick with a familiar recipe for it.

[chikaidestroyer]

Ah, so you kept a recipe from the last time you baked it?

[He averts his eyes from the cake to Raine, nodding in approval.] It looks very nice, thank you.