A Tree in Winter

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Title:  A Tree in Winter
Author: capt_facepalm
Rating: PG
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (Gaslight)
Characters: Dr Watson
Summary: A winter vignette, early 1881
Warnings: (cliché)
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: July 28th prompt: (Make an herb, flower, or other plant, a key part of the story)

One sunny February afternoon, exiled to his second floor bedroom, John Watson sat at the window which overlooked the wintry mews and the old plane tree.

A neighbourhood boy, pursued by a feral dog sprang for the safety of the tree’s branches, and was trapped.

‘Holmes?’ His fellow lodger must have left. Watson threw on his coat and boots but the mews was empty when he arrived.

Watson leaned against the tree and was surprised by the warmth of the sunlit bark.

‘I thought you were dead,’ he said to the tree. ‘Perhaps there's hope for us all come springtime.’

.oOOo.

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Comments

[methylviolet10b]

Very evocative, and the plane tree is an inspired choice.

[goldvermilion87.livejournal.com]

Me gusta mucho!

[capt-facepalm.livejournal.com]

Thanks!
This one took more time to figure out.

[capt-facepalm.livejournal.com]

Thanks!
I keep thinking of Watson's early days in Baker Street, when he was still being banished to his room whenever Holmes has a business client. Poor fellow was too unwell to venture out unless the weather was "exceptionally genial". What a lonely existence it must have been.

[med_cat]

Sweet :)

[capt-facepalm.livejournal.com]

Thanks!
The drabble format got in the way of the full story here.

[med_cat]

...perhaps you might expand it sometime between now and end of winter...;)

It sounds like a good idea for a Christmastime fic.

[capt-facepalm.livejournal.com]

Perhaps...

[med_cat]

;)