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Yarrow · Posted: 28 Jul 2003 06:42 pm Post subject: Yarrow wanders through Heaven

"Heaven seems quiet today," mumbled Yarrow to herself as she ambled along through the plain white patch of Heaven pushing a shopping trolley full of black bin bags. "Perhaps this place could use brightening up."

She started taking items out of the bin bags: a tattered bundle of something wrapped up in an old shawl, a child's bucket and spade, an eight foot sword with a diamond in the hilt. This last caused Yarrow to rub her back with a wince.

"Ouch. No, none of this is right." She scrabbled it all back into the bin bags before producing something new: a red geranium in a terracotta pot.
"Isn't that nice?" Setting it down on the ground Yarrow stood back to look with satisfaction at the bare white patch, empty save for the plant pot.
"Now that's what I call homey," she said, smacking her lips appreciatively.

There was a pause while the old woman considered the geranium and the geranium sat unresponsively in the pot. Then Yarrow began the laborious task of packing the bin bags back into the trolley.
"Well, that'll have to do for now," she muttered to herself. "Can't hang about here forever."
The trolley's wheels squeaked as she headed for the misty edges of the white room, mumbling to herself.
"What I wouldn't give for a nice cup of tea... Still no rest for the wicked..."

And with that she departed as mysteriously as she had arrived.

Mustardseed · God Joined: 07 Dec 2003 Posts: 63 Location: Limn Knoll

Mustardseed stuck a finger into the soil, yes it was still moist. How curious... she glanced around looking for the gardener who tended the solitary geranium. But they were gone, leaving only this cheery token of their having been here at all.

Compelled to leave a marker too, she dug into her pockets...

With a disappointed sigh she extracted only (and this, only by tugging to break the thread) an end of cotton entangled with pocket-lint. She placed it in the pot none-the-less, then idly drifted away.
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