Write a short story about someone tending to their garden.

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“The Memory Garden” by Ariel Kalati

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In sixteen years, she will leave the garden. She will tell the buyers of the house how to tend each patch and plant, carefully, and they’ll do it for a while and then the garden will fall apart, because they have other concerns. The soil remembers, though. The soil always remembers. In eleven years, her firstborn child will pick unripe blueberries in mid-spring, try to taste them and recoil from the sour. She will laugh and ...

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“ A PARTNERSHIP WITHIN THE GARDEN” by Shirley Medhurst

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A modest little house stands alone, surrounded by a disorderly sea of green. Not that its garden is completely unkempt, but it is hardly a neatly regimented English garden, nor is it a beautifully manicured Mediterranean oasis. It is chaotic, colourful and cheerful. Behind the house, small square paving stones lead upwards past a pergola which leans over to one side under the weight of a well-established wisteria and is framed by clusters of tall papyrus stems. Beyond, there are smaller randomly-placed bushes and plants. Frankly,...

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“The Beauty In The Little Things” by Artemisia Pearl

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Janessa hated the outdoors. She hated the smells, the sounds, and the sights. But she never had to worry about working outside in the garden, because they had a landscaper. She never had to do any work. But that was before her parents died. Janessa was to be thrown into a foster home like she wasn’t important. She had all of her things packed, and she was ready to move into her new home. Her caseworker, Amelia, brought her to the door of a quaint little cottage. It was nothing compared to her mansion, but it would have to do. Amelia ran...

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“No Place Like Gnome ” by Bree Kokiri

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Lucy Peterson awoke on this beautiful Sunday afternoon, eager to start the day. Following her husband’s passing, she had spent the last two weeks at her daughter’s house in the city, and had finally convinced her children she was well enough to be on her own again. Visiting was always pleasant, but when you stay there too long, the sounds of the city start to bog down a country heart. Not to mention the screams from her grandchildren, playful or otherwise, were enough to make your head spin. She was eager to get back to her home to the thing...

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“Bed of Roses” by Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

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Eleanor tended to her roses every chance that she had. She admired them proudly, delighted in their luscious, full blooms and intoxicating, sweet scent. Elinor bred Hybrid Tea roses, they grew in a broad spectrum of both colour and fragrances. She was good at it too, her flowers had won first prize at the local fair, the Double Delight and Folklore blooms stole the show two years in a row. The roses were her babies, having never born children of her own, but, since her husband of forty years, Mark Bernard had passed, the rose garden wa...

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“Grandma's Garden” by Joshua G. J. Insole

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1Grandma was always tending to her garden. Eleanor watched her as she went about her duties, a smile stretched across her kind and wrinkled face, a pretty little melody being softly hummed (and occasionally whistled), a wide-brim straw hat pushed snugly on her head. The hat always made Eleanor laugh, due to the ridiculous way in which the brim flopped all over the place. Knowing this, Grandma moved her head as often as possible, and in as exaggerated movements as possible, to cause the hat to flip and flap more often.Eleanor loved her grandm...

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“In the Garden” by John K Adams

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Penny munched her filet o’ fish sandwich and scanned her shady backyard. Birds chirped in the stillness of the early evening. A dog barked a few yards over. The new garden ran around the perimeter of the yard. Flowers grew in profusion.Two ancient citrus trees, a lemon and an orange dominated the back yard. They grew there long before Penny arrived on the scene. Glorious Hummingbirds nested in them and would dart about all summer.The sun had already passed behind the big tree in front. Hours of light remained but she had a lot to do. K...

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“The Money Tree” by Mishka Stennett

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This could never be what I have heard about, I told myself, staring at it in disbelief...and yet here it was in my garden…a real money tree. I was tending to my garden when I spied it. Weeks of intermittent rain had stopped me from doing my usual weeding and shrub pruning. Today was the first truly sunny day and I had been excited to see what the rains had brought, apart from weeds of course.It was adjacent to the fence of my property; short and slim but completely recognizable by the one dollar bills hanging from greenish-brown soft branche...

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“The Galician Garden” by Kathleen March

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She’d brought the seeds back with her from Galicia. Grelos, broccoli raab, rapini. She had been a bit afraid, thinking it was illegal to bring them into the US, but they had been packaged in a box with a label, and didn't look like they could possibly harbor any sort of fatal disease. She had chanced upon the package in O Toural, in a square with an old fountain. She’d gone into a shop that had been there for years, selling exactly the same things: seeds, bulbs, a set of white porcelain cups and pitcher for drinking blood-red yet thin Ribeir...

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“Garden gloves with a little love” by Ben K

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The back door. It's always been my escape. Not just from work, but from everything. When I step through that threshold into my garden. Everything else melts away. Just me and the cool morning air. The sweet tinge of yellow clinging to my cheeks as the sun rises over the horizon. It's okay to take my time out here, because it is my time. It always will be.Kneeling down I typically take the time to look over each plant before moving onto trimming, nutrients and watering. It's important to take a good look at your lower leafs close to the groun...

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“A Girl and Her Garden” by Maarit Mattson

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I sit upon a stray pot, tarnished and coated in a fine layer of dust. “Give me a flower Momma,” I say, my voice sweet and innocent, a toddler’s. In response, she bends over the blushing blue hydrangeas and plucks a bloom from its stem. As she turns to me her dark chestnut hair swings over her shoulder, she pushes it away.“Here,” she says, “a flower for my little flower.” As she speaks, a kind smile spreads across her face. I take the flower in my hand and pick the petals one by one. “I’ll make a wish,” I say and Momma laughs, conti...

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“The Rose Garden” by Steve Cripwell

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The rake snagged on a clump of grass and Geordie had to pull hard to free it. When it did release, he almost fell backwards onto the muddy ground. The rake head had separated from the long, wooden handle and he smiled to himself. “This is going to take a lot longer than I thought’ he said aloud to nobody but the surrounding trees then walked over and picked up the broken tool. His smile continued as he looked around the forsaken piece of land that he had recently inherited. The house also needed some TLC but the garden, in his mind, nee...

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“Apart from the Begonias” by Deborah Mercer

Submitted to Contest #31

I once had a music teacher who subscribed to the view (perpetrated by a certain TV presenter, too – you know who you are, Gareth!) that anyone and everyone can sing – it’s just a matter of getting rid of your inhibitions and concentrating and finding the right song and all that jazz. Well, Miss Leigh, I’m sorry, but you were wrong! Oh, I was okay – I was no Maria Callas, but I could hold a tune well enough. But there were and are some people – and I seemed to be fated to stand next to them in assembly – who could not do more t...

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“Mother” by Megan DeRouin

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Mother Dawn was gradual, first it was just a slight lighting of the horizon line and then the sun peaked its head up from its long sleep and she awoke. The birds cried out as rays of pure light danced across the forgotten place she had come to garden. The ground was barren, scorched by children who knew no better. She was patient, she was kind, and a child could not turn her away from her task. She sang back to the birds as a slight breeze wound through the new spring leaves. T...

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“Life Lesson” by Aisha Hashmi

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The roses were beautiful, and the scented air around Aisha was heady and seductive. As Aisha walked around her garden, the beauty of all the flowers she had planted took her breath away. Today she was teaching a group of kindergartners how to plant a flower seed. A teacher had approached her last week about the beauty of her garden, and asked her if she could plan a field trip for her class. Aisha, touched by interest in her garden, readily agreed. The kids were about to be here, and Aisha was making sure the g...

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Write a short story about someone tending to their garden.

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✍️ 77 stories

“The Memory Garden” by Ariel Kalati

“ A PARTNERSHIP WITHIN THE GARDEN” by Shirley Medhurst

“The Beauty In The Little Things” by Artemisia Pearl

“No Place Like Gnome ” by Bree Kokiri

“Bed of Roses” by Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

“Grandma's Garden” by Joshua G. J. Insole

“In the Garden” by John K Adams

“The Money Tree” by Mishka Stennett

“The Galician Garden” by Kathleen March

“Garden gloves with a little love” by Ben K

“A Girl and Her Garden” by Maarit Mattson

“The Rose Garden” by Steve Cripwell

“Apart from the Begonias” by Deborah Mercer

“Mother” by Megan DeRouin

“Life Lesson” by Aisha Hashmi

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