Grandma Dory

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It was a morning filled with unbearable sadness when Grandma Dory went out of her small cozy home. She went straight into her small garden, holding a tiny shovel and small packs of seeds that are ready to be planted.

The soil was wetter and small grasses are slowly growing in the unplanted pot. The moist is as clear as tiny crystals forming on the tip of the leaves. Autumn is nearly around the corner and Grandma Dory seems not to notice it yet.

Her small garden has a few of flowering pots that made it look colorful and warm. She took a pack of seeds and shoved it beneath the wet soil.

"I hope this grows beautifully in no time, Anya would love this". She said to herself.
In three weeks time, her favorite grandchild Anya would come home and visit her.
Anya loves Grandma Dory and her garden. She loves the idea of committing herself with nature.

Grandma Dory sat down very slowly after she finished sprinkling her new planted pot. Despite of the gloomy ambiance, she still find her morning as an achivement of the day.

She gradually look at her plants and flowers, making her cheeks form a curve. She was happy and excited.

"I hope Anya won't forget me. My garden will be her own someday".

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 26, 2018 ⏰

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