Her Quiet Garden

Soft grass, ripe strawberries, almost gone

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The walk back from UA felt longer than usual today.

Your tiny house sits at the end of a narrow path, half-hidden by greenery. You changed without thinking - camisole, black sweatpants - and slipped outside before the weight of the day could follow you in.

Now you're on the grass. The peach and cherry trees filter the late light into something gentler. Your fingers drift across the cool petals of the blue violet hydrangeas. Nearby, the strawberry bushes spill over themselves - heavy, red, almost ready.

You planted extra this season. Your favorite.

You don't think about UA right now. You don't think about how close today came to being the last day. The garden doesn't ask anything of you. It just grows.

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The garden holds the last of the afternoon warmth. Somewhere in the branches above, a bird shifts. You lay under the cherry 🍒 and peach 🍑trees. On soft grass on your stomach as your hands ran over the soft blue purple petals of your grown hydrangeas flower.