She followed him to the far corner of the house. It was here that she could see where the exhaust from the kitchen exited the outside wall of the house. She smelled the rich scent of the bread she had been cooking that morning and then notice a small line of ferns that had been planted near the front side of the house. They were far enough away that they wouldn't give the herb garden any trouble but Justine had never noticed them before. They were cute.

"Do herbs need a lot of sunlight?" She asked as she stepped past him towards the small expanse of grass next to the house. Justine had found a few small twigs in the grass and used them to mark a square in the grass, the new edges of their garden.

"How is that for size?" Justine couldn't use magic like Harry could but she had a practical way of thinking. "We can try to turn over the earth but we might need to do this the old fashioned way Harry." She knelt at the edge of the area she marked and stared at the grass.

Justine tried to summon the stir of magic that had somehow gathered inside of her. Nothing happened. "Harry?" She looked up at him, a thoughtful frown tilting her lips. "How would you summon light if you were back in Chicago? Can you walk me through it?"