Day Thirty
Prompt: Flower Garden
Capella stretched, reaching through the leaves and the stalks, to pull a few stubborn weeds. The long silver chain that hung around her neck swung forward and the deep blue sapphire at the end shone in the light. The sun was warm on her skin and she turned her face towards the heat. She smiled and then turned back to the garden. Digging her fingers into the soft dirt she turned it over in her hand. The connection to the earth made her feel connected to the people she had lost.
Sighing, Capella leaned back and gazed thoughtfully at the flower garden planted alongside the cottage-style house. The garden was full of strange and beautiful flowers. Tall stalks of flowering dittany grew close to the house while a couple of flutterby bushes bordered the cobblestone walk. Bright ruby-colored flowers the size of dinner plates grew close together. Amethyst-colored butterflies hovered near bushes adorned with deep green leaves. Several other types of flowers and plants of different colors and sizes grew in a beautiful arrangement. But Capella focused on two Eternal Rose bushes. They grew side-by-side and were the most beautiful flowers in the garden. They were full of pure white roses and bloomed all year long. Capella struggled to reach a few weeds near the roses. As she reached forward she caught sight of the bright white scars on the back of her hand.
"Pell, there you are," George called as he came down the front steps of the house. "You don't have to do this right now." He came over to where she was kneeling and crouched down next to her. "You probably shouldn't be doing this right now."
"I have to, especially right now," Capella said with a smile. She gestured to the roses. "I wanted them to look beautiful today. I wanted them to look perfect on the anniversary."
"They look incredible," George said. "Both Fred and Orion would be really happy that these are here in their memory."
Capella laughed. "I think Fred might have been happier with something with teeth." She brushed dirt off her hands and smiled up at George. "I can't believe that it has been five years since the battle." She glanced down as her eyes filled with tears. "It's still hard to think that we lost both Orion and Fred."
George took her dirty hands in his. "I know. It still hurts sometimes. But Pell, being married to you is the best thing that has even happened to me. You help me get through the tough times."
"George, I love you more than anything. I'm glad we have each other," she said with a gentle smile.
Standing up, George held out his hand to Capella. "I'm the luckiest man in the world." Capella let him help her to her feet. She placed her hands on her protruding belly as George leaned over to kiss her. Then he too placed his hands on her stomach. "I'm lucky to have both of you." He laughed as he felt the baby kick.
Capella laughed as she wiped away a tear, leaving a smudge of dirt on her cheek. "He's pretty feisty, isn't he?"
"He's perfect," George replied.