This is the angsty, bitter one I thought nobody was going to read, LOL, but I actually received a really nice review at fanfiction.net just this afternoon.
Title: Lay Down My Heart
Word Count: 3,721
Pairings: Kosagi/Karasu, past La'Cryma!Haruka/Karasu
Characters: Kosagi, Karasu, Tobi, Atori, Kuina, Isuka, Fukurou
Genre: drama, angst, unrequited love
Summary: His eyes are shards of blood-red glass -- sharp, cold, inert.
Thanks to thecert/certs_up for the beta and moral support!
It might frost tonight (booooooo!), so I went out back to get a sample or two off our crabapple tree and get them in water so I would have something to draw tomorrow.
This is the sample I was trying to get:
This is the sample I actually ended up with:
Um. Oops. My mom was very understanding under the circumstances. It looked like the core of the branch was rotten, which explains why the whole thing snapped off when I went for the smaller twig.
Via the LJ Gurren Lagann community:
The Avatar: The Last Airbender artists are going to be doing Gurren Lagann art for Japan earthquake relief with the folks at Gainax! (And Pixar, whoa.) I love both A:TLA and Gurren Lagann (and even Pixar, for that matter), so IMO this is going to be BOSS.
A twig I plucked off a serviceberry bush outside the place we ate dinner last night. Still not 100 percent sure whether it's Allegheny serviceberry or downy serviceberry; the leaves are furry (or "densely pubescent" as the guidebook puts it) as downy serviceberry is described, whereas Allegheny serviceberry is supposed to have smooth leaves. On the other hand, they're very young leaves, and I don't know what stages Allegheny serviceberry leaves might go through on the way to being smooth.
Serviceberry Blooms by ~erin-c-1978 on deviantART
I'm glad I drew this last night, because today the flowers are almost all open (some were noticably more open than they started by the time I finished the drawing), and I couldn't have gotten the same effect.
I'd had another serviceberry drawing finished, or so I thought, but it's in the shop for repairs.
At first, as I was finishing this drawing, I thought the only reason to bother archiving it at DeviantArt was to remind myself to never draw forsythia blossoms again, but on reflection there are aspects of this that I like after all.
Having previously only appreciated forsythia blossoms from afar, I'd never studied them that closely, so I was interested to see that the tiny paired leaflike structures I'd originally taken for sepals don't seem to be -- the actual flower, and hence its sepals, hang down from between them on an incredibly slender stalk.
Forsythia in April by ~erin-c-1978 on deviantART
Now that it's migratory season I've been seeing these little guys almost every time I walk in the woods, and they're surprisingly willing to come in for a closer look given that they're not seed-eaters and hence unbribable, but they never poof their crowns out at me like this.
I seem to have *knocks on wood, crosses fingers, etc. etc.* erased the virus from my laptop (please, PLEASE, let it be true). Not only that, so far I've managed to hold onto my files due to the extremely kind efforts of Krista, our IT person at work, who didn't have to do any of this. She backed up all my files on an external hard drive and let me take it home so I could make an attempt at restoring my stuff. After wiping my hard drive with DBAN (thanks, maize/epi_lj!) and reinstalling my OS and drivers, I was able to restore my files as well. If the virus has ridden along with them, it hasn't made itself known yet.
Other than having to redownload and/or reinstall some software, I may actually have come out of this not having lost *anything*. Which would be so, so amazing.
Yesterday I saw a forsythia blooming! Finally!
Today I saw a few brave daffodils lifting their sunny yellow heads! Huzzah!
The poophead sparrows (officially white-throated sparrows; my mom and I call them poophead sparrows because they have black and white striped heads that kind of look, well, like another bird pooped on them) are out back calling "Old Sam Peabody, Peabody, Peabody."
I also heard a song sparrow singing, among other things, the opening notes of Beethoven's 5th, so apparently they're back now too.
As I passed through the forest preserves on the way back from anime club tonight, the marshes were full of calling frogs.
And tomorrow is going to be 80 degrees, which is better than yesterday's 45 but a little too far in the opposite direction for my taste. Still, warmth! And maybe even sunshine! W00T!
As they say, one swallow does not make a summer. However, it was still a pretty welcome sight, especially since we've had very little spring so far this year.
Also, on the way home from my dr. appt., dinner, etc. this evening, a dog was running around in the street ahead of me -- and suddenly I realized it wasn't a dog at all, but a small and mangy coyote! (Possibly literally mangy, or maybe just shedding -- his coat looked pretty chewed up.) My first thought was to pull over and coax it into the car so it wouldn't get run over. My second thought was that that was a really stupid first thought. My backseat = not a good habitat for wild coyotes.
When I last glimpsed it in the rearview mirror, it was still running around in the road. :-( I hope the little guy/gal is okay. Suburban coyotes do seem to be, of necessity, pretty road savvy.
I was hesitant to post this one due to extreme schmoopiness, but sinemoras09 and thecert/certs_up kindly encouraged me to do it anyway.
Title: How Far Away the Stars
Word Count: 2,498
Pairings: Haruka/Karasu (sort of)
Characters: Haruka, Karasu, Tobi
Genre: fluff, hurt/comfort, mild angst
Summary: When the Dragon Knights come for Haruka, Karasu must spirit her away -- but there are dangers in escape.