Eliza spent almost every hour of her day out in her garden. It wasn’t purely for pleasure, though she did adore the sweet fragrance of her lavender bushes, the flavor of her tomatoes when they were perfectly ripe, the sound of nothing but the breeze. It was for her own survival. She couldn’t spend too much time in her house without thinking of what she had lost there.
Annie
The cultivated their love as a gardener might cultivate a patch of roses, carefully, over time, with with much care and attention.
Eliza spent almost every hour of her day out in her garden. It wasn’t purely for pleasure, though she did adore the sweet fragrance of her lavender bushes, the flavor of her tomatoes when they were perfectly ripe, the sound of nothing but the breeze. It was for her own survival. She couldn’t spend too much time in her house without thinking of what she had lost there.
The cultivated their love as a gardener might cultivate a patch of roses, carefully, over time, with with much care and attention.