Lidia was excited for her first day of class. She had placed Nebula on a pillow made of soft down covered in a blue cotton cloth. The little dragon looked peaceful under the green and red plaid blanket shed made before her home.
The student for got she was not at home and the cave-house was pitch dark. She was used to waking up at dawn and seeing the sunrise as she fed the horses, pigs, and gathered eggs. She let Nebula sleep a few more minutes as she washed at a basin her face, hands, and unexposed parts. She had not fully set up house. She was glad to have a dresser, a mirror she propped up, give to her by her grandmother. With such a large family, everyone tried to give little things for light travel. She was happy to have the gypsies to buy most necessities and a few frivolities.
She lit a candle on a candle holder she used in her room on the farm. Her farmstead was 1000 acers. It was shared by uncles. aunts, and cousins. Every year each family chose the crops and rotated the land between farming and sheep, cows, and horses. The cows were used for the town's supply of milk.
Lidia chose to dress in working clothes before she went to class. She tied a scarf in the long golden hair. She donned on a cotton collarless shirt and a pair of overalls. She had hung her clothes the night before in a simple carved armor. She did not thing she should have luxury items. Her father taught her "simplicity is 'ow life au't be lived."
Lidia lit an oil lamp one the kitchen table. She thought about breakfast and what was easy to fix. *Eggs au't be fresh. I will go collect eggs, water, me gots bread n butter. Nebula can 'ave apples, meat, an toast. Me bought pastries, sausages, an fresh orange would be lovely. Me saw an orange grove across the stream w'ere me fetched water. The chicken s'ack is just a few ways east of the cave.*
She checked the old baby clock on the mantel the time was 5:00. *Meh au't to wake up Nebola.*
Lidia slung a dock cloth over her neck; it made a collecting pouch over her stomach. She gabbed a basket and placed a muslin cloth inside and folded nicely.The farmer's daughter placed the basket over her left arm and grabbed the bucket for water. "Nebi hun, sweetie, sorry to wake ya.Me leavin' to gets eggs, oranges, an water. If ya want to stay n sleep it is fine or ya may go wit me. Lidia 'ill fix breakfast w'en meh get back."
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