She made time once a week, to look after the plants. She couldn’t let her granny’s happy place dry away.
In response to Bulbul’s Twt prompt: Garden
Actually gardening was not my hobby. I loved plants but i dint have place for it in my mom’s house. After I got married, and moved here, I started taking care of the garden. It has plants and trees cared for by my husband’s grand mother. There’s a mango tree and a spatika plant which is decades old. It’s the third or fourth generation of this plant in our garden. There’s some connection with the granny and I couldn’t let them dry. I’m weird, eh? 😅