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Sophia had never gardened before, but how hard could it be? So, she bought a toy rosebush with gorgeous pink florets and planted it.
For a few years, the tiny bush grew, until one year it stopped flowering for no reason.
Furious at being cheated, Sophia sliced the poor bush apart with scissors. She stripped its flowers, cut back half the stalks. She was merciless! After some thought, she decided to leave the stubby bush-pieces behind as a reminder to never, ever get roses again. Little did she know what was about to happen a week later….
Yet another inspiring prompt from Rochelle and Dale, one of whom asked us for prompt pictures! Here are a few random pictures I happened to have on my phone. I could offer up more. None are professional pics, just things I found interesting. One from Chelsea Market in NYC where there’s this pretend well for some reason. One from our local farm show (butter sculptures NOT statues, not sure if that counts.) Also, one of this tower that looks like it is about to fall. (People say it’s safe, but is it really???)
I have not traveled in so long I am starting to wonder if the rest of the world exists. It doesn’t help that the world has always been so implausible.
Really true story: I’ve been wanting to write a story like this ever since I bought a house with a rosebush in a trellis. At least, the neighbors assured me they were roses. I was pretty sure it was someone’s idea of a joke: a scraggly bush in a cage. I looked up rose care online first. Then, I spent a lot of time worrying about which places to cut (what is a bud eye????) I have often thought it would make a funnier story if I hadn’t done all that, and it still worked, because I was barely following directions I barely understood.
❤ I like to think everyone is a good person, deep down. Just waiting on the right moment to show it by being an even kinder, gentler person.
I could be wrong.