Write a short story about someone tending to their garden.

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“Not with a bang but with a...tea towel” by Jane Thomson

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Margaret likes the way the sink is set into the bench facing the window. As she's washing up - a ridiculous task long since relegated (by the new race) to dishwasher AI - she watches the three wallabies on the back lawn. They bounce around one another, liking their own personal space: they're not like the congregating kangaroo. The grass is very green, the product of recent rains. The forests rise up behind it, a million eucalypts jostling for air and light. She looks at the analogue clock on the wall, a remnant of a bygone age. She has unti...

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“Teardrop Garden” by Sirena Trivett

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Abagail was in so much pain, distraught, just emotionally exhausted. For so many years now, everyday began a clockwork routine. Everyday ended, like clockwork, in tears and questioning everything she’s ever learned.physically and emotionally drained she prepared for another attempt at sleep, which she so desperately needed. Abagail would kneel beside her bed and ask God, “why God? What am I doing wrong? Lord, let me rest in peaceful slumber tonight, heal my body from the days work and my my mind from the venom words of my husband. Show me as...

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“Eden” by Amelia Wood

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Spring came faster than any of us had anticipated. The snow melted off the sidewalks, the flowers began to bloom, the grass turned green again.Of course, with the warm weather, it meant that it was almost time for the garden to be planted again. Mother had kept the greenhouse in near-perfect condition when it had been hers, but once it had passed to me, I let it get a bit wild and unruly- after all, don’t we all grow better when we aren’t clipped?There were three locks on the greenhouse door, each key harder to get than the last, but now tha...

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“" I Promised You A Rose Garden."” by David Sigler

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She was alone now but at least she had her garden to occupy her time and memories. She stood at the moment at her kitchen window looking out at her backyard and the rose's that mostly dominated her joy in life since Harvey's death a couple of years ago. Had it been that long she thought with a deep sadness she had thought might be less but she knew better. Lose never grows easier with the days and years that go by nor does it really become somewhat easier to bear. What was easier to bear was that at least she would see him again; it was a ho...

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“Hurricane” by Kristen Lambert

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The day started out like any other for retiree Ava Blenheim. She woke and kissed her husbands pillow, careful not to disturb the imprint left by his head. Henry had passed last fall and she still hadn't cleaned out his side of the closet. Downstairs Ava made her tea, Earl Grey as always. She toasted a slice of bread, spread cream cheese over the toast and enjoyed her simple breakfast. When she finished she washed the dishes and then dressed for her first task of the day. Gardening. Ava loved her garden. She spent hours there every morning, ...

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“windowsill ” by Rachel Castro

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once every few months, Tyler could get his hands dirty. he never used gardening gloves- he preferred the wet soil against his skin where it could leech out all the bad in his mind.the plants grew, regardless of the world around them. all Tyler had to do was water them sometimes, keep them in a window with lots of sunlight. and they were happy. oblivious to the hate and anger of the world, they climbed towards the sun, more slowly than he could see. sometimes he did try to see them grow. he stared at them for hours, hoping to be as oblivious ...

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“Summer Gardening” by Steven Hull

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It was a hot summer day. The katydids were noisy, the air was humid, and the only thing on my mind was the end of the ‘work’ day, when my brother and I could go swimming. The water coming off of the hills was both pleasantly and shockingly cold. But, to me, 10 years old with other things on my mind like reading my favorite book or fighting out my latest combat mission with my toy guns, it was a chance to cool off and wash away all the sweat I had built up all day covering potatoes. &...

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“The Growing Connection” by Erin Pettit

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In spring I prepare the beds. I take the time to plan out my garden. Where each bed will go, the size and shape, which plants I will choose. I reflect on the days of childhood when the toy catalogue would come out before Christmas. Leafing through the colourful pages, circling desired items with a marker. But now instead of toys, it’s vegetables. Juicy red tomatoes, carrots that come in yellow, orange, and red. Luscious green snap peas. A variety of savoury herbs. My mouth waters. I am drawn to plants I know from my grandmother's garden...

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“When Flowers Wilt” by Clarissa Rodriguez

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When I first started a garden I was 14 years old and my parents were there to help me. I planted the garden because the plants were never just plants to me, I saw plants as I saw people, with different personalities and perhaps even feelings, but they were different than people. Plants are more forgiving, more understanding and they spread more love than any other being on earth. Only a few people know this, the ones who are connected to nature like my family. Each ...

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“Not Every Mark” by Daisy Beck-Roberts

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Adeline opened her back door and greeted the first day of spring with a smile. Her lips twitched upwards only slightly, but a whole world lit up in her eyes: sparkling blues dancing with glowing greens and betraying the warmth of the joy inside her in a way the simple movement of her mouth could not.Standing in the shade, she could still feel the last breaths of winter, digging in its fingernails in a final attempt to avoid losing its grip to the incoming spring, so she stepped out into the sun. After months of driving snow and rain that fel...

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“Short-Term” by Katelyn Sherwood

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The warm soil wrapped around her pink and green floral printed gloves. Traces of dirt could always be found hidden in the small crevices and wrinkles across its old surface; they were well hidden, but always there. The old woman worked painstakingly to keep her gloves and her small garden in the green house looking pristine, though these traces couldn’t be reached. Dots of sunlight filtered through her faded pink sun hat and splattered across her arm as she worked at digging up a stubborn root reaching under the earth’s surface toward the fr...

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“Take Notice” by Jana Wrenn

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“Hey, what’s-your-face! you leave that nest alone!” Lucas whipped around, rock in hand, to see a small blonde figure running toward him at full speed. She stopped just short of ramming into Lucas; her pale face, rosy from anger and sun, glared up into his, her blue eyes alight with rage. “Uh, hey Skye,” Lucas stammered, immediately regretting that he knew the name of his eccentric neighbor and ignoring a pang of hurt that she didn’t know his. “Don’t worry about it, we were just messing around. It’s just a plain little nest ...

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“Circular Gardens” by Emmaline Sheahan

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The aged man tossed the quasi rotted gourds from his back deck into the rain soaked, tall grass between his house and driveway before settling into a woven wooden chair which creaked just barely louder than his bones, the ember of the lit cigarette in his hand a luminous glow in the lively blue evening. He figured it was probably time to be rid of them. He took a deep breath and puffed out a long billow of curling gray smoke, the porch light exaggerating the withered creases of his tanned hands as he extended a sandwich cookie to the horde o...

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“The Seed That Nearly Grew” by Bradley Youngquist

Submitted to Contest #31

Sweat dripped from Connie’s brow as she pulled away at the weeds flourishing around her, loosening the roots from the hardened dirt with a small knife she had borrowed from her husband. Her fragile arms and muscles which are useless in almost every other area of life, even the grocery store, are now full of strength and vigor and creativity in this place. The place she’d go to most every afternoon, feeling the sun on the back of her neck while she pulls and digs and waters. Connie could put anything there and have it grow to its fullest pote...

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“The Patch” by Elizabeth Scott

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The old green Ford rolled to a stop on the gravel driveway in front of the clap board house as Derrick opened the driver’s side door with a creak to exit the pickup. The late July afternoon was already hot and humid, making his work shirt stick to his back with sweat and the first thing he wanted as he walked towards the front door was an ice cold beer. The day had been a long and trying one at the city school board where he did his time as a maintenance worker to make a ‘living’ as he jokingly called it. Over worked and under...

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Write a short story about someone tending to their garden.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 77 stories

“Not with a bang but with a...tea towel” by Jane Thomson

“Teardrop Garden” by Sirena Trivett

“Eden” by Amelia Wood

“" I Promised You A Rose Garden."” by David Sigler

“Hurricane” by Kristen Lambert

“windowsill ” by Rachel Castro

“Summer Gardening” by Steven Hull

“The Growing Connection” by Erin Pettit

“When Flowers Wilt” by Clarissa Rodriguez

“Not Every Mark” by Daisy Beck-Roberts

“Short-Term” by Katelyn Sherwood

“Take Notice” by Jana Wrenn

“Circular Gardens” by Emmaline Sheahan

“The Seed That Nearly Grew” by Bradley Youngquist

“The Patch” by Elizabeth Scott

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a short story about someone doing laundry.

Write a short story about someone cooking dinner.

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