DIR Return Create A Forum - Home
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       Dark Shadows
  HTML https://goreandarkshadows.createaforum.com
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       *****************************************************
   DIR Return to: rya
       *****************************************************
       #Post#: 212--------------------------------------------------
       Weeding the Vegetable Garden
   DIR By: Sera
       Date: September 26, 2012, 7:47 pm
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       she kneels down by the garden and begins pulling the weeds and
       old dead remaining reminiscences of vegetable plants from the
       garden soil moving up the row as she does and using her hands
       she turns the soil over so that the top soil is mixed with fresh
       soil from beneath it...
       moving to the next row she continues to pull weeds and old
       plants and turns the soil mixing old top soil with the soil
       beneath it... she leans back upon her heels and takes in the
       beauty of her home and smiles...
       she begins pulling the weeds and old plants from the remainder
       of the garden and mixes the top soil and the soil beneath it...
       she looks at the bare garden to make sure she got all the weeds
       and got all the soil mixed together so it is ready for the next
       planting on vegetables then rises to her feet and gathers up all
       the weeds and old plants and moves to the forest and spreads
       them over the ground for the wild animals to eat then makes her
       way to the kennels..
       #Post#: 213--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Weeding the Vegetable Garden
   DIR By: Dark Wolf
       Date: October 2, 2012, 10:47 pm
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       Moving through the woods of My home, listening and watching for
       each and every change in appearance and sound.  Knowing full
       well that either could be  a crafty sleen that has made its way
       past the gaurds of My home, closer to cochise and omega and yet
       not.  Or perhaps a slave or even one of My black clad brethren
       seeking to make a name for themselves.
       passing close to the barn and thus the garden of old.  veggies
       and weeds long since left to the central fires will.
       pausing to note now the turned soil, it is not simply an urt
       seeking a treat, but the whole of the old garden effectively
       tilled.  Knowing the conversations I had taken part in and
       heard, knowing the will....I knew the answer and smiled before
       turning back deeper into the wood...
       *****************************************************
       Page 1 of 1