She planted a seed and waited, the air was still cool the earth cold to the touch.
She watched for a time yet nothing grew.
She came back each day running down the garden path.
First the days were rainy and as she ran her boots splashed and rain danced down her slicker.
Then the rainy days stopped the sun warmed the earth and she carried water to the seeds.
Day after day, time after time the girl returned.
And the seeds grew.
