Despite looking puzzled by him taking the photos -- Maybe to remember their names in the future? To figure out who they were besides what she would tell him? Who knows. -- Clara still can smile a bright smile that shames the sun at times when he makes a suggestion to ward off the children from here.

It would be nice to keep them away. For only a little while so the flowers can linger around longer than a few days. "That sounds like a good idea. Post a note right after they pick up the bushel so they see it.

Hmmm. Maybe I should draw an angry frowning face too," she muses aloud, "to show that I mean business. Maybe make spooky disappointed sounds too just as they think it can't be happening. I hope that isn't considered too mean for them."