Shiemi had a job!
A quick tour of the shop made sure all the live plants were okay and that all the cut flowers were fresh or replaced. She'd swept the front walk and dusted the windows and was now staring at a box that had just been delivered. Wreathes. Wreathes and wreath making supplies. There were vines and branches and dried flowers and berries and pine-cones and... "
Dried fruit"?
America was a strange country. But doing her job, she soon had the boxes unpacked and was setting up a display to show them off.
She put the cutest of the pre-made wreathes on the shop door.
[Late but open! Will be up earlier next week, promise!]