By Susan Brown
I tried to garden, really. I put on my water repellent coat,
I intended to be ready.
But so far, there is nary a hint of
Not any more.
Today, the temperature hit 42 degrees (is this a cosmic reminder of the meaning of life?) so I trudged out to the mudflats once again. My boots squished through sodden grass that lay limp and beaten in the once proud lawn. The
I can do this,
But then it became a lot of water. Monsoon level water, blowing
And my dogs sat beside me, fur plastered like a gelled-up teen, brown eyes begging. They would not
It was for the dogs. I am a dedicated gardener and would have simply laughed off being battered to pulp by the elements. But my
And now we are toweled, treated and
Spring will come back to us
About The Author
I love to write! And I love to write for teens. Since I was a kid, bored with school, I’ve been making up stories. Eventually I became a journalist, got married, had kids, adopted dogs and started writing books in earnest. Three followed, plus two more co-authored with Anne Stephenson.
I’ll be publishing a half dozen new books in the next year or two, some fantasy and some realistic which I hope will appeal to teen readers – I’ve had quite a few kids read them and gotten a thumbs up! Check out my website at www.susanbrownwrites.com