Solo Wind and Fire

Some musings on gardens, and fire.

(This is a thread from Mizahar's fantasy role playing forum. Why don't you register today? This message is not shown when you are logged in. Come roleplay with us, it's fun!)

Syka is a new settlement of primarily humans on the east coast of Falyndar opposite of Riverfall on The Suvan Sea. [Syka Codex]

Moderator: Gossamer

Wind and Fire

Postby Robert Glenfeidh on July 28th, 2020, 3:41 am

Fifteen of Summer, 520 AV (Eventide)

Note :
Since Tony Swiftwater has a mastery in gardening, I am assuming that he is very experienced with all aspects of gardening, including decoration and design.

Lhavit was more like this.

Robert stood on a small hill - or bump, really, being only a few yards above the rest of the Isuas grove, and gazed at his day's efforts with not a small amount of pleasure. The Isuas grove had been finally cleared of all the debris accumulated in the storm, with any stray vines replanted and the trellises either cut down or set up again. A cool breeze had begun to blow as Syna slowly sank below the horizon, and Robert luxuriated in the relief it had brought to a hot, humid afternoon.

A gentle clanking caught his attention, and he turned towards Tony's house patio, spotting a set of wind chimes that drifted with the wind.

Is that... bamboo? How curious. Being hollow must make it excellent material for wind chimes.

"Quite the sight, eh?" Tony had walked up beside him, face turned towards the grove that he'd sunk untold hours into.

"Aye, Tony. Reminds me of the wineyards I visited in Lhavit - all these rows of vines, but so very different."

The Head Gardener spoke again, after a moment of appreciating the colours of the appro ching twilight. "I see you like my chimes." He tilted his head, indicating the object of Robert's attention. "Made them myself, I did. Took the bamboo from a small grove some chimes away."

"Ah, Marino and I must have encountered that then. We were here the day after the storm broke, searching for totem pieces."

"Oh? Well, Marino's a hard worker. Good to see you making friends already. Come on," Tony strode down the mound, heading towards the clay basin he drew his water from for watering the vines, "May as well show you a curious little thing I made while you were back there weeding."

As they approached the basin, Robert saw that there was a modification to the bamboo pipes that brought water to and away from the clay basin. Two bamboo posts had been hammered into the ground, and cemented with soil and clay. In between, a segmented bamboo tube collected water from another pipe, its heavier end resting on on a rock that had been placed next to the basin, with a small tube that pierced through its centre, resting on the tops of the two posts.

Image

Every now and then, as the tube filled up, it would fall to the other end, hitting the clay basin with a thump, breaking the background noise.

"Water's an important element in any garden - even a grove like this. I would love to have a small stream flowing through the grove, even though it might cause me more trouble to maintain. The drainage, the possibility of rotting roots from damp... even the increase in those damned mosquitos." He grimaced, remembering his first few weeks in a true tropical climate, where the mosquitos had swarmed the first Sykans, before continuing to expound on his experiences in garden design.

"You'll see water features in the best gardens - there's a lake in the Knirin Gardens in Riverfall, Semele Park. Even Lapis Park has ponds and a marsh. Flora might be the most important thing a garden needs, but a water feature always completes the picture. Well, that is, if you're not looking for another aesthetic." Robert looked towards the grove, seeing a stream weaving its way through the grove in his mind's eye.

"Wouldn't it be different if, say, you wanted rocks and moss to be the main feature?" Robert queried, being familiar with the forests just bordering Lhavit, where moss grew and flourished, even on the rocks that covered the ground, made walking unstable, and prevented any trees or grasses from growing.

"A moss garden?" Tony seemed to run through the thought, before replying. "Not quite - you're from Kalea, so you must have seen the streams and forests there. A stream adds colour to the sounds of a garden, and brings flowing life into any location. But at times a pond may be enough, though you would have to include some way of refreshing the water within. Think of it as a mirror, in which to look at and calm your thoughts. Though if it's just a rock garden... " The gardener stroked his chin, humming a tune as he contemplated the thought.

"I would say that water might disrupt the balance of a rock garden. Imagine, for example, a dry landscape. Not a desert, but an area covered with small gravel or sand, the monotony broken up by rocks and outcrops, maybe a small shrub or small vegetation growing on the boulders."

"Wouldn't it add to the picture too?" Robert asked, trying to imagine what Tony had described.

"It would add something, but there we hit the crux of the question; what is a garden for?" Tony swept a hand out, indicating the entirety of the grove.

"The Isuas Grove is meant for cultivating Isuas Vines. A medicinal garden has herbs and medicinal plants growing in it, for us to nurture and harvest. A moss garden provides calm and serenity to all who look on it; to sink into nature, to hear and contemplate the sounds of nature, and to see a scene that might only exist in the wild countless miles away. And a rock garden? Little to no life, just rocks and gravel, arranged in a way meant to inspire contemplation of oneself."

Tony tapped the bamboo pipes idly.

"There's a certain aesthetic one strives for when creating such a rock garden. Not to imitate nature; but to strip it down to its essence, and quieten the soul. A minimalist approach to a garden, but beautiful in its simplicity if well done."
Last edited by Robert Glenfeidh on July 28th, 2020, 3:52 am, edited 1 time in total.
Robert Glenfeidh
Player
 
Posts: 46
Words: 50707
Joined roleplay: May 18th, 2020, 1:20 am
Location: Syka
Race: Human
Character sheet
Storyteller secrets

Wind and Fire

Postby Robert Glenfeidh on July 28th, 2020, 3:52 am

The two stood there for a moment, and a moment, and a moment. The wind whistled through the leaves; the nighttime insects started their drones and buzzes, and the purpling of the sky continued at a steady rate. The prototype bamboo contraption went up and down at regular intervals, adding order and rhythm to the growing symphony of the jungle.

Finally, Tony started walking, and gestured for Robert to follow. They stopped in front of a pile of wood, and weeds.

"We'll be burning this lot today. Wood ash makes a great fertilizer - potash - that we use sparingly to help plants grow." Removing some tinder from a small metal container, Tony squatted down and planted it in a small corner, and started striking a flint and steel together, making sparks with every pass of his hands.

"Starting a bonfire's easy enough - you start small, get an ember going, and work your way up to the larger branches." Robert decided to make himself useful, and started collecting the smaller branches and wood fragments, placing
them in a small doughnut-shaped pile near Tony's position to make it easier for him to construct the fire.

Eventually, the char cloth caught, and it glowed under Tony's breaths; cradling the precious ember in tinder, Tony placed it down in the middle of Robert's constructed pile, and blew hard several times before the tinder caught fire, and covered it with dry branches.

"There. It'll take some time for the fire to get going, but we'll have a pretty little blaze before long."
Robert Glenfeidh
Player
 
Posts: 46
Words: 50707
Joined roleplay: May 18th, 2020, 1:20 am
Location: Syka
Race: Human
Character sheet
Storyteller secrets


Who is online

Users browsing this forum: No registered users and 0 guests