Klara • The roses speak to me (ladyoftherose) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2020-03-09 15:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, ~2020 march, ~~~ derek souza (smartsnarkywolf), ~~~klara prast (ladyoftherose) |
Who: Klara Coulson and Open
What: Random
Where: The plant nursery
When: Afternoon
Warnings: None?
Status: Open, in progress
Klara was looking forward to spring. Spring meant all the plants were slowly coming back to being awake and it made her so, so happy. She was wandering the greenhouses of the nursery, checking on all the new plantings. The greenhouses were open to the public, so it wasn't strange to see people looking for plants back here. Most of the regulars knew, and were used to, Klara talking to the plants as she wandered by. Long fingers smoothing crinkled leaves, speaking softly to them, getting them to be happy and healthy.
She looked up as she adjusted a succulent in it's pot, "Good afternoon. Is there anything I can help you find here today?" she asked, cheerfully, eyes bright. She loved plants, obviously, and she so badly wished she could take them all home. But dad would probably not be that happy about it, and she could only stuff so many in Peter's room in the Tardis.
Oops?