A chance to grow

I'd rescued the bowl and placed it on the steps of the warrior, a heaping lump of dirt packed into its center and a plant not so ceremoniously stuck smack dab in the middle of all that. I dusted my hands and walked away but each day I went by and watered it and turned it so that all sides found the sun as well as the shade. When word came that we must reserve our water and douse many of our fires .. for a while I shared my ration with the little herb.