Professor Flamsteed seemed to be having a rough year. The vines were out of control and now they had to class OUTSIDE of the normal location. Sad. Lisa was sad. She loved the Greenhouses.. well more so in the autumn and spring. Winter greenhouse lessons were alright… she just hated to trudge through the snow….

“Hi Professaur!! How can I help?” she asked, bouncing over towards her after Atlas and Bella had spoken to her. “I can’t sing too well but I could draw something to cheer you up!” She had become quite good at doodling… not to Remy’s level but it was cute in the chicken scratch-doctor handwriting kind of way.

Maybe she just ought to stick to haikus?

“Or better yet! A haiku?”