micro: upon entering the kitchen

Fill for the flower bed retreat warm-up: “language of flowers” in 50 words or fewer

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Flowers wait with coffee. Orange petals, not ones from their garden. A market find. But when did he go out? He’s asleep upstairs. His shoes are dry; it’s been drizzling all morning.

Near the back door, bare footprints stamped in mud retreat, return. Clippers on a muddied towel keep secrets.