dreams of girls and domesticity [wlw oneshots]

03 - herb garden

I wipe my dirt-covered hands off, finishing placing the small pots on the windowsill. I've never been good at gardening, but starting a small garden had always been a dream of mine, so I decided to start off with a few herbs.

Contained in various pots are just a couple basic herbs, gathered together on our kitchen windowsill right above the sink. A smile spreads across my face as I take a look at the colourful planter pots - we spent the previous day painting them. You had done a much better job than I, the pots I had painted came out a bit messier, but they looked charming altogether. Even a stranger would be able to sense the love we put into painting them.

I begin watering the plants with the watering can I had picked up from our local dollar store. It was only a small can, but it was fairly cheap and coloured pink, my favourite. I couldn't refuse the purchase.

My thoughts start to wander. It was only early spring, but I could hardly wait for the real warm weather. To spend my days outside, basking in the nice temperatures, working on a beautiful garden... it was definitely something to look forward to.

While I would love to grow my own produce one day, I think for now, my plan was to simply grow a few flowers. Of course I looked forward to collecting a few and putting them in a vase, decorating our home with them, but I was most excited for the first flower I'd ever pick. One I could place gently behind your ear, accompanying your beauty. Although, maybe that wouldn't be quite fair to the flower. Comparing its beauty to yours, it would truly never stand a chance.