“Orchid! Orchid!”
“There she goes again,” he thought. “She’s barmy!”
A keen nature lover, he often holidayed in the peaceful valley seeking out wildflowers and native orchids. But there was little peace with that crazy woman forever calling out as if the elusive blooms would answer her.
Before dinner, walking with his camera through the fields, he was dismayed when she appeared from behind the wooden gazebo.
She grinned as she approached. “Hi, you must be my neighbour in the next cottage. I’m Primrose and…”
A toddler appeared from behind her flowing skirt.
“…and this is my daughter Orchid.”
“There she goes again,” he thought. “She’s barmy!”
A keen nature lover, he often holidayed in the peaceful valley seeking out wildflowers and native orchids. But there was little peace with that crazy woman forever calling out as if the elusive blooms would answer her.
Before dinner, walking with his camera through the fields, he was dismayed when she appeared from behind the wooden gazebo.
She grinned as she approached. “Hi, you must be my neighbour in the next cottage. I’m Primrose and…”
A toddler appeared from behind her flowing skirt.
“…and this is my daughter Orchid.”
