Bramblepoint Keep a bluebird in my heart

A garden, eh? Toad had seen one attempt, maybe once, to do such a thing. However, she was quite unfamiliar with how plant-growing of any sort worked. Really, any kind of manipulation of nature felt completely foreign to her, so she nodded. Yeah, me neither, she agreed, wondering who this plant-loving "friend" was the woman spoke of. I don't even know what done would look like, she answered, slightly abashed.

Rather abruptly, the woman introduced herself, and Toad smiled, laughing breathily almost bashfully. Ohh yes, I'm Toad Amelia, she introduced. I'm just over from Firefly Glen. I hadn't really been out in a while so here I am! Looking for husbands, she thought. It would have been a weird thing to say to a stranger, and she snorted at her own thought with no explanation. She pretended it was a sneeze, rubbing her nose on her wrist for a moment.