Lillian kneeled down in the little patch of freshly-hoed dirt next to her house, and pulled a small packet of seeds from her bag. Lovingly, she folded the tiny seeds into the dirt and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Rocking back on her heels, she grabs her watering can and sprinkles the newly-planted flower seeds. She stands and stretches her stiff muscles, then looks out over her farm. It was coming along nicely. She'd have to remember to thank Cam later. It must be his way of apologizing about the river. She smiled. She loved her farm so much.