Once the fire seed had been placed on top of the soil, Ira looked in her journal for further instructions:
Oh! More soil. Ira had brought only little soil last time. So that meant she'd have to go again and dig and bring some more.
Sighing inwardly, she made her way to the front, collected a shovel and bucket again and dug up some soil and collected it in her bucket. She brought it to where her pot was and poured the soil on top of the seed, taking care that it was completely covered.
Then gently patted the top of the soil. Not too hard, not too soft.
Then she updated her journal: