They were both in the garden. The one which had been recently created in the center of the activity square near the town hall. It had been named after a great anscenstor,Ojong the great hunter. It seemed befitting to be there as it complemented the surroundings including the community secondary school. The birds seemed happy. He could tell by their melodious humming.
There were some of the birds of neon colours, small enough to fit, the size of his palm that settled on the petals of the flowers. His task was to pick up the love notes from the various locations where she had placed them, read them out loud, then find her.
It did not seem too hard a task, to find the notes as they were lying on the grass. Where would she be hiding? He had successfully picked up the last note. He cleared his throat and read: 'There are so many reasons to be with you. Your love is suitable for all seasons'.