Ida had called a taxi to take him into the city. Even if they claimed the forest wasn't far from the town,it was still a good 15 minutes away,by car.

So as he waited,he watered his plants that complimented his small white painted House.

Every flower,sapling,tree,and bush that grew here,were all planted by Ida. This patch of land he had was just huge forest trees and dull grass,before he planted these beautiful plants. He was proud of his work,and was glad he made this lot the way it is.

A honk rang threw Ida's ears,signaling the taxi's arrival. He grinned,closing the hose and running over to the rocky street,a small pouch of money at hand.

Apon entering the Taxi,he quickly said 'to town' before handing the driver a ten dollar bill. The driver nodded,turning the car and then heading straight down the road to the town.