my art peaked wen i was 4 or so and would just throw whatever shit i could find (juice, rainwater, plants, moss, shells, dirt, sugar, soap, rocks, milk, toys etc.) in2 a bucket n stir it with a wooden spoon 4 hours sitting in th garden n wen som1 would ask me wot th fuck i was doing i would b like “Potion”
There were a lot of little cute things from the first Animal Crossing that never made it out of the GC era. Like the random ball that would appear in town every day for you to kick around, or villagers asking you to plant flowers around their house. Or like, getting to have 15 villagers in your town at once. The morning aerobics, the cute carp windsocks at the beginning of spring. Buffing Gracie’s car. Catching the ghost for Wisp in the middle of the night so he’d pick all the weeds. The Spring and Autumn sports festivals. The implication that the entire town wanted to murder and serve Franklin for Thanksgiving dinner.
I reblogged to much to let it go away in like a day?? 