FFfAW : The dandelion’s nod

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Yarnspinner. Thank you Yarnspinner for our prompt!


 

The precision of her neighbour’s manicured garden unnerved Maeve. The hedging with its right angles and sharp edges – so controlled. She imagined him on his hands and knees, snipping at the grass with nail clippers, producing a set square and spirit level to ensure everything was ‘just so’.

She eyed her own patch, the moss springing in the lawn, the dandelions nodding their downy heads, buttercups, valerian, nature in mid-riot.

She’d seen him peering over the fence when he thought she was out, pristine garden gloves on his slim fingers, mini sheers in hand, poised.

‘You bloody dare,’ she’d murmured.

So far he hadn’t. Though he might if he caught her on moonlit nights, tufty dandelion heads in hand, watching as the wind caught the seeds, tugged them up, over the fence. Parachuting a little wildness into his life.

 


Written for Priceless Joy’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. See here to join in and to read the other tales.