Farrow
With just a few more saplings to go, Farrow dunked her cupped hand into the water, sipping from her palm while she gave her shoulders and arms a rest. The work was happy and fruitful but it had been an age since so many things needed planting at once and the deep but familiar ache had settled fully into her muscles.
The last few holes Farrow dug came a bit slower than her first, but she gave each one the equal care and attention necessary to keep the mangrove saplings alive and healthy, though she did have to remove a few large rocks in her way. Though ti wasn't long before the last of her saplings were planted.
Farrow smiled at her work, barely noticing the wet earth the clung to her arms and skirts or the pressure of mud beneath her nails.
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Farrow planted things!
The last few holes Farrow dug came a bit slower than her first, but she gave each one the equal care and attention necessary to keep the mangrove saplings alive and healthy, though she did have to remove a few large rocks in her way. Though ti wasn't long before the last of her saplings were planted.
Farrow smiled at her work, barely noticing the wet earth the clung to her arms and skirts or the pressure of mud beneath her nails.
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Farrow planted things!
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