She wandered through the garden checking for new growth and dreaded weeds. Growth gave her heart a leap. Weeds gave her drive and purpose. When she was in a garden she existed. She was confident and sure. Never afraid of choice; to divide and conquer. It was when she stopped that she lost her path.
OK, I am jumping onto the bandwagon that you are all pulling along. So Mr. G-Man, here is my first attempt at a Friday Flash 55. And in case anyone was wondering, yes I spent the day puttering in the garden :)