The dogwood tree was absolutely beautiful, the white flowers were forming a canopy under which she sat making a garland of the flowers. She did not cut any of the flowers but picked up the ones which had fallen down on the earth. It was a rough creation but still attractive, better than bells and stars that her sister was using to make her decorations with. There was no dearth of blooms to choose from and it was turning out to be a beautiful lei. She took it and gave it a sprinkle of water to keep it fresh and then draped it on the granite sacred stone, quivering with excitement at the picture it presented. But her sister who was being a pill pulled the flower lei down and replaced it with her ugly wreath of bells and stars.
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