Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2015 5:56:06 GMT
The clouds parted, sunshine sneaking out and streaming onto Aurore's matching hair.
She loved being outside and working in her garden. A storm had just passed a few hours ago, and that left the ground in her garden perfect for pulling the little weeds trying to ruin the utopia she was working to create for her plants. As she pulled on the green leaves, a satisfying little pop sounded as she pulled the roots from the ground. It was therapeutic for her to work in her garden, it let her think and also calmed her mind. She made her way down a row of raspberry stalks. The stalks in this row were in their third year, they had given her a huge harvest last year, but this year they would need to regroup. Raspberries only gave significant fruit every other year.
When she got to the end of the row she stood up, wiping her hands on her apron. She needed a drink, and now was a good a time as any to get her supper started.
Making her way back to her house, she closed her bottom door, leaving the top half of the door open to the breeze. She had just put a pot on her wood-burning stove when a knock sounded at the door.
"Well who on earth could that be?" She said in a musical voice. She didn't know many people yet, she had a few friends, but not many who came all the way out here to the middle of the woods.
LILO KAIPO PELEKAI
She loved being outside and working in her garden. A storm had just passed a few hours ago, and that left the ground in her garden perfect for pulling the little weeds trying to ruin the utopia she was working to create for her plants. As she pulled on the green leaves, a satisfying little pop sounded as she pulled the roots from the ground. It was therapeutic for her to work in her garden, it let her think and also calmed her mind. She made her way down a row of raspberry stalks. The stalks in this row were in their third year, they had given her a huge harvest last year, but this year they would need to regroup. Raspberries only gave significant fruit every other year.
When she got to the end of the row she stood up, wiping her hands on her apron. She needed a drink, and now was a good a time as any to get her supper started.
Making her way back to her house, she closed her bottom door, leaving the top half of the door open to the breeze. She had just put a pot on her wood-burning stove when a knock sounded at the door.
"Well who on earth could that be?" She said in a musical voice. She didn't know many people yet, she had a few friends, but not many who came all the way out here to the middle of the woods.
LILO KAIPO PELEKAI
