Chance and Scramble learn to tend Waithvine's garden while the family waits out the rain storm. Chance is surprisingly deft at picking plants without harming the ones not ready for harvest, and Scramble learns they're really good at properly getting plants processed for storage in the pantries. -- BKF
Out in the proper world, the storm was threatening to erase everything above solid stone. In Wraithvine's portable tower, the garden was always in fine or gentle weather. The noise of the storm outside never reached the gardens where Scramble and Chance were collecting a harvest for the day.
Chance was delicate with their harvest. They were getting quicker at the shears or the knife. What Chance always was, was precise.
Scramble much preferred the preparation. Trimming stems, peeling and chopping. Or, in the case of herbs, tying them leaf-side down in the drying corner. Ze could cut the vegetables for canning or pickling at a perfect width. Or space out the drying herbs at just the right distance.
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