Wesley~
For multiple days I watched Kelly, who's named I just recently learned thanks to her brother John, work on her garden like she is right now. She is always barefoot and always has music playing while she works. I have yet to see her up close, but I plan too. Hopefully soon.
I just want to meet her.
I just want to talk to her.
Kelly~
I didn't garden for two days because of the rain and so many weeds have already grown in. Ugh. They will be the death of me. I currently have my shorts that have paint on them on, a t-shirt from like three years ago on and i have my hair up in a bun. I am shoe-less because that's just how I garden. That's how I hoe. Haha get it because you use a hoe to garden? Haha, no? Oh. Okay, I should stop.
I have work later today. I think it's from like 2-4. I mostly work in the back on the bouquets or counting the stock since it doesn't involve much social interaction. I have to walk to work today though. Thats stinks even though it is only about 10 minutes away. Wait... what time is it? 1:15. Oh crap! I have to get ready!
I grab the water pale, the bucket and the small radio I have that connects to my phone and put it in the shed. I then run into the house and to my room. I quickly pick out a pair of white shorts and a light blue tank top and run to the bathroom. I take a quick shower and get out. I wrap a towel around my hair so it dries as much as possible before I leave so it doesn't get frizzy. I get dressed and then start my hair. I let it out of it's towel and then use a wide-tooth comb in it. I then put mousse and hairspray in it to keep it tamed. I put a small braid in the front and then I feel pleased with the way I look. I go to the front door and put on my sandals, but once I get outside it down pours, once again. Just my luck. I pivit turn back through the front door and put on my blue rainboots with polka dots and a light green rain jacket on. I repeat my actions of going through the door and finally make my way to work.
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I have made thirteen small bouquets out of the 30 I have to make. Helena got a call this morning from a hectic bride saying that she needs 30 small bouquets that have pink and red flowers for her wedding tomorrow. This isn't the first time this has happened. I put fuschia roses, red matsumoto asters and pink mini carnations. This is a very lovely mix of flowers. Hopefully the bride actually likes the mix unlike the last bride. That was horrible, I felt so bad for her.
"Kelly dear? Could you work the front for a few minutes so I can run out to the bank quickly?" I hear Helena yell. I can't say no to her. I go the front of the store andsit on the stool, "Thanks honey, I'll be back soon." She says before adventuring out into the red.
I sigh and start swinging my legs from side to side. After about 5 minutes of doing that I decide to walk around the store front. I reorganize the flowers by color and type. Each color had its own row and it went from the lightest on the left to the darkest on the right. Where is Helena? I go back to my stool and start to twirl in circles on it now. In a middle of a twirl the bells on the door began to jingle. I stopped twirling and turned around to see who was in here and I saw two boys.The blonde one with tattoos seems to be a little older than me and the brunette seems to be maybe my age. They both seem pretty young to be in this town. Maybe they're from out of town? They turn towards me and I smile and wave just like the penguins in Madagascar. They look kind of familiar.
"Hello, do you have any flower plants that you plant on your own?" The blonde asks. As I watch him talk my mind starts to recognize them.
"Yeah, our new neighbors have a beautiful flower garden and my mom took that as inspiration and sent us out." The brunnette chuckles. I nod as I hopped off the stool and led them towards our small gardening section. There are some small flowers that have already grown a little and just need to be planted in the ground. I think that's what they are talking about. Wait new neighbors? I have new neighbors... THEY'RE MY NEIGHBORS! Holy cow!
