Someone is always crafting in #Moominvalley .

Mrs. Fillyjonk’s house, exterior and interior.

They *do* try to fit in every #autism trope, but if I had Snork available as representation as a kid, I would have been OVER THE MOON!

(I know he’s in the books, but not spelled-out as neurodivergent, if I recall correctly)

I love that he resents the performative niceties of life, instead choosing direct, honest communication… Moomin is telling him what he needs to change about himself to make friends, and Snork patiently explains that, if he changed to “make friends”, it wasn’t *him* they’d be friends with.

I love that he sketches out his ideas, and the show makes a point of letting us SEE those sketches. I love that he has a whole organized and tidy workspace. I don’t; it’s aspirational… and now I have a role model for that goal.

Snork — more identifiable as #ActuallyAutistic than in the books — explains to Moomin how he sees the world.

Moominmama paints a mural on the lighthouse walls, to make it feel more like home.

This shot of Moominmama reminds me of a #Vermeer painting.

I’m thinking of something I read about how, for many readers, #LittleMy was their first encounter with a woman who does and says what she pleases.

MOOMINMAMA: “Why not go to bed late and get up late, I always say. Coffee?”

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MOOMINPAPA: “Adventure was calling!”