Agriculture

Prim,

You wouldn't recognize District 12 today.

The ash has been shoveled away and the ground ploughed up. We grow our own food now. All the districts have become more independent.

Remember where you planted your little garden? Your flowers never really grew much; they were in the shade. There's an orchard there now, and I think you'd like it.

In spring, the apple trees have delicate, white petals and they fall down to make a soft carpet for the chickens to scratch in.

I wish you could see it. She was happier when you were here.

From,

A friend.