Wapun Meadow A Chance Meeting

Several grasshoppers fled from where Louis flopped onto his side, and she watched as they scattered. When he spoke again, as the heat dissipated from her cheeks, she looked at him. "I think all of that could be arranged," she said, thinking it was a fair deal.

Although his answer wasn't what she'd expected, it helped. "I think you're on to something! I wonder if I could start small and dig a hole to collect rainwater." Moving her garden was out of the question; she'd invested too much time establishing it.

"Maybe I'll find a way to transfer some reeds and cattails, too ..." she trailed, losing herself in her thoughts.