she spent the daylight hours wisely....
she had many a home fire to keep burning...
her daily task was a simple one - collect kindling from dawn to dusk and carry it the many miles back to home..
pile after pile after pile
long long days
in all weather...
she never once complained
born a gatherer to parents that adored her and her older 19 siblings.....
Abigail Ash Montgomery .... born under the huge Ash tree in the back paddock as her mama pegged out the never ending mountain of washing...
born quickly and efficiently
kissed, named and swaddled all between the washing of the undergarments and the tea towels...
nobody knew Abigail was coming
but nobody was surprised..
not after the 19 that came before her....
Abigail Ash Montgomery was happy but wanted more, she had big hopes and dreams that she pondered on daily as she trekked through the forest...
Abigail Ash Montgomery wanted to be a pilot....
Oh Tracy, this is your best story yet. I love her! xxx
ReplyDeleteTold you! !!! X
ReplyDeleteBrilliant ickle story x x
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ReplyDeleteShe is beautiful xx
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