The sun was smiling and the blue sky was clearer than ever. Some birds whistled a happy song, while Susannah Young was out watering her beautiful flowers. The gorgeous red roses smelled fresh and healthy. Those plants were taken care of, with a lot of love.
Susannah was an old lady from Scotland, who had moved to Ireland with her husband many years ago. Mr. and Mrs. Young lived a quiet, but happy, life in a cosy, little house with a tiled stove, not far from Wexford. Even though the house was that small, they had a gigantic garden around it. Susannah loved her garden. She had everything from Geraniums, Daffodils and Amaryllis to a big apple tree with luxuriant foliage. This magnificent garden had won hundreds of times in a “Who Have the Most Beautiful Garden?”-contest. Susannah was very proud of all her gold polished trophies. Her garden had to be just lovely until two days later, when a new contest should take place.
Susannah’s husband, Andrew, was a retired cook. He had to quit cooking because he got some troubles with his back. Now, in stead of cooking, he liked to paint enchanting oil painting of Susannah’s richly-coloured flowers. He loved to sit in the garden with his paintbrush when the sun slowly set. Then the flowers smelled even better than ever.