Where Flowers Bloom

Indigo worked quietly, he wasn’t much of a talkative boy but it seemed like Meadow didn’t mind too much. He looked up every so often to see her smiling back at him and Indy felt warm and fuzzy inside. ”Fish?” The boy chuckled amusedly, he couldn’t say that he shared her love of the water. He could probably count on one paw how many times he’d been. Maybe he’d inherited his father’s fear of water? Maybe not. Indigo was glad to be let on to the almost secret of Meadow’s pup hood nickname. He grinned at her as he worked on finishing up the rose seeds. Someday they would line the whole of his garden.

The memory of this day would be kept close to the boy’s heart for a very long time. He knew quickly that he loved Meadow, and he was so glad to have her here to help him. The garden could be twice as beautiful were it only him tending to it. She was right too, it wasn’t just he and Meadow here, he could feel his father and sister’s love in the structure and fence beyond.

”I want to have a pond someday, but for now I have a small basin at the side of the greenhouse. It collects the rainwater.” He told her proudly.even if his garden didn’t boast a pond like Iolaire’s they wouldn’t have to go terribly far to get water. ”There’s a couple urns to carry with there too.” He told her as he led the way back. Indigo filled the first one as he arrived, the barrel that held the water was a little tall for Meadow to reach. He’d pass of the first to her while he filled the second.