# [closed post]

[quote_gentle_unquote]

Susan has devised another activity to occupy her days. By the calendar's reckoning, the start of spring is roughly a week away. Between her and Tress, they've got the outline of a plan for the next Dark, and Susan is happy to rely on people who've got greater interest in and skill for growing things insofar as agriculture goes. But the growing season here shall be longer than usual, and Susan should like to have some idea about what that might mean for the ecosystem,

This is her flimsy excuse to pardon the latest stack of books she's currently carrying out of the library. There is a marginal off-chance that preparatory reading on soil biota could, potentially, be useful. Perhaps she might even talk someone else into reading on the subject as well, so that they might discuss it.

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[futaille]

Grantaire, on the other hand, is heading to the library with half a mind to find a book on bees, but fully willing to grab anything else that caught his fancy instead, when Susan emerges. "Oh, hello. You managed quite the haul."

[onthewillowsthere]

Galahad is coming in as she's going out, since his own stash of romances is getting low, and he narrowly avoids a collision. "Hello."

[az_fell]

Where there's a library, there's a mediocre angel¹ wandering his way in with his head rather typically in the clouds. He brightens a bit when he sees Susan -- it's been quite some time, aside from across various large social gatherings, but he does recall that he found her accent comforting. "Ms. Pevensie!"

¹One with a rude narrator, apparently.