I thought I would post this #DursdayDrabble as it made a friend chuckle when we were eating pizza the other day.
Bees float between abundant flowers while Lily stands in the middle of the courtyard garden examining every last detail. She cannot leave until everything is in the correct position. The only adjustment that is necessary is the location of the table. Finally she has her way; it hides that ghastly drain. The last few hours were fraught, his precious plants overturned and compost scattered. Lily replanted each pot then scrubbed the concrete slabs, even the saw is the cleanest it’s been for years. With his body hidden in the drain he will never sarcastically call her his precious flower again.