A few miles out of the village, in a kitchen warmed with the heat and scents of baking, Brianna
Concannon looked out of the window as the ice-edged rain attacked her garden.
"I'll lose the columbine, I'm thinking. And the foxglove." It broke her heart to think of it, but she'd dug up what she could and stored the plants in the crowded little cabin out back. The gale had come so quickly.
"You'll plant more in spring." Maggie studied her sister's profile.
Brie worried about her flowers like a mother over her babes. With a sigh, Maggie rubbed her own bulging belly. It still astonished her that it was she who was married and carrying a child, and not her home-loving sister. "You'll love every minute of it."
"I suppose. What I need is a greenhouse. I've been looking at pictures. I think it could be done."
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A Gallery of Garden Shed Ideas
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On a clear day in the middle of May, Brianna watched the workmen dig the foundation for her
greenhouse. A small dream, she thought, flipping the braid she wore from her shoulder to her
back, come true.
Born in Ice