Hello hivean friends, today the black clouds stop in the village where my grandmother lives. The black clouds immediately poured down the heavy rain.
Plant seeds planted in the village's barren land grew. A garden plot is formed. Small red flowers filled the garden area. I love seeing some beautiful lush flowers.
My grand mother. He cleared the grass below to make some flowers healthier. Meanwhile, she picked up some flowers that were emaciated and not blooming and threw them in the trash. As long as the flowers are in the plastic pot, he always keeps the goats in the village away from disturbing the plants.
