Nah, it's the sea, but it's somewhere in the middle of this island-y area where you're never far from land in any case:
And ofc they wouldn't allow it, ladywoofs are supposed to just sit around and look pretty and hang out with/act like people and do activities they approve of :P
Problem is just that even activities that WOULD be more appropriate for me were stuff I wouldn't be allowed to do. Knitting? "Naaah, too much effort and it's so hard to teach someone."
Cooking? "Naaah, you'll probably just end up hurting yourself or otherwise do stuff wrong. Besides, it'd probably create a huge mess too"
Drawing or crafting? "Naaaaaah, it'll only create a mess! Not today. And not tomorrow either for that matter."
Heading outside to pick mushrooms? "Naaah, not without me and I'm too tired to come with you now. Yeah, I know you've been with me to the forest since forever and that you could navigate there in your sleep, but still no."
Heading outside and leaving the yard? "Naaaaah, you'll probably just end up in trouble somehow. I dunno how as nothing ever happens here, but you'd probably manage that anyway. Why would you want to leave the yard anyway?"
Heading out to go to the library or hang out with friends? "Naaaaah, you shouldn't go be a bother/don't you hang out enough at school?"
That left stuff like fishing and swimming, both of which are heavily dependent on what season it is.
The beautiful irony is that this very behaviour on their part caused me to grow up to be the way I am, which they also don't approve of, but naturally telling them stuff like "Well, it was always you who told me I couldn't/shouldn't do *thing*" causes them to be all defensive and "Yes, but no, we never did that" :P
So these days, staying on a longer visit usually results in something along the lines of "You're just sitting there staring at your beep-boop-machine/phone/computer! Why don't you head out and take a walk/hang out with X/do something else? CAN you even do anything else?" getting uttered. Whee!
Thankfully I live hours away from there now and altho I miss the glorious scenery I'm happy to finally not have anyone breathing down my neck and telling me I'm doing everything wrong on a more or less daily basis.
Tho since I should still give credit where it is due, grandma do seem to approve of my new school and studies at least, as she's offered to let me have some materials/supplies once the weaving course rolls around in about two months or so.
(The rags you weave rugs from are fairly expensive I've been told, and she's got a small mountain of them.)
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