Apr. 18th, 2002
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Apr. 18th, 2002 04:45 pm:: birds tweet, bugs chirp, sunlight gleams ::
It is a lovely spot, green and fresh in the Spring. Ann is there with her trusty shovel, digging a neat, square-cornered hole six feet deep. She whistles something that might be "Tiny Bubbles" as she works.
After a time she finishes, smiling down at a job well done.
"BEORN! It's ready whenever you are!"
She exits, carrying her shovel over her shoulder, still whistling.
It is a lovely spot, green and fresh in the Spring. Ann is there with her trusty shovel, digging a neat, square-cornered hole six feet deep. She whistles something that might be "Tiny Bubbles" as she works.
After a time she finishes, smiling down at a job well done.
"BEORN! It's ready whenever you are!"
She exits, carrying her shovel over her shoulder, still whistling.