Day 875: 5 Minute Freewrite: Friday - Prompt: clawfoot bathtub - My precious garden -
My precious garden
The clawfoot was not fortunate enough to leave early when I returned home afternoon, there she was, alone. There was nothing around him anymore. I walked towards her. My husband grumbled: Don't even think about it ... But I was already on the other side. Looking carefully at the bathtub. It was not as old as it looked from a distance, in fact, it was an imitation of an antique and was fairly well preserved.
Laughing at me and making jokes, my neighbor helped me drag her to the house. My husband was furious, but since I was so determined, he had no choice but to help me. We went to the garden that is further up on the same street and bought everything we needed. And now, still today, Friday, March 13, my neighbors, my husband and I are making a toast in honor of the beautiful pot who gives life to my little desert garden. It is still small, but I did not want to wait for the plants to bloom and I already bought them with flowers. The clawfoot bathtub is full of crowded plants, it is my beautiful garden.
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