Janelle was really into her painting now. Bucket number two consisted of pictures of the honking daffodils all around it. Standing back, Janelle admired her work. Not too bad, if she said so herself. Setting the second bucket aside, Janelle was ready to get to work on bucket number three. The only thing was, she couldn't decide what to paint this time. She stood with the paintbrush in her hand for a moment and pondered the options, which of course were endless.

Finally, Janelle had an idea. What else made her happy? Her family and friends, that's what. So that's what Janelle painted, happy looking people circling the bucket, hand in hand. It made her smile and hopefully it would make others smile too. If not the theme, then her questionable painting ability should bring a smile to someone's face.

Once she was done, Janelle grabbed the clean bucket of water and carefully poured a little into the daffodil pots. Of course they needed to be freshly watered.......but not too much. Checking her first two buckets, Janelle deemed them to be sufficiently dry. Moving close to them, she took a quick whiff. Wouldn't want to choke the flowers with paint fumes, but everything seemed fine. Placing her buckets where she had envisioned them, Janelle brought her daffodils over and gently put them inside. Perfect, at least in her mind. When the last bucket was dry, she put the final plant inside. With a satisfied look, felt good about the transformation of her area.