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1994. it's the first thing I can remember. I can recall the rich color of the marigold and the st
rong scent of lotus. I can still feel the nettle stinging my paw, but I can't remember what my
mother said to me to try and get me to stop crying. I remember the peach branches that sat
in a vase on our table. the soft petals, tiny pink flowers that I can also recall seeing on a tree
near our home. and I can remember watching my mother working on strange little projects w
ith the plants - I didn't know what at the time. these are the only things I recall from that yea
r, the year I turned three. it's never seemed odd to me in the least that my first memories we
re of plants. ||────►| to put it simply - it's a love-hate relationship. while she enjoys her
work for the most part and keeps a host of different plant species in her home, for whatever
reason she dislikes them. or, better put, she personifies them and has her own relationship w
ith each different plant. in her own words - plants all have different personalities that you ca
n see in the way they grow. for example, certain plants that take a long while to grow are ti
mid or shy. the ones that wilt quickly are pessimists, and the ones that live for a long time ar
e optimists. a plant that grows far past what is generally capable is a boaster and one that n
ever grows to it's full potential is modest or humble. she treats them accordingly, of course.
plants have always been a part of her life for as long as she can remember, though there wer
e certainly times where she wasn't quite as close to them as she is now. her mother being an
herbalist like herself certainly influenced how she saw plants as a child and her exposure to
them as medicine at such a young age pushed her down the path she still follows today. in a
ll reality, though, she really does love plants at their core, every single one, though that's no
t to say she won't through a few insults at them (leafy mulch-eater is a well cited one) from
time to time, but really, they are her life blood and just as much family as her actual family.
rong scent of lotus. I can still feel the nettle stinging my paw, but I can't remember what my
mother said to me to try and get me to stop crying. I remember the peach branches that sat
in a vase on our table. the soft petals, tiny pink flowers that I can also recall seeing on a tree
near our home. and I can remember watching my mother working on strange little projects w
ith the plants - I didn't know what at the time. these are the only things I recall from that yea
r, the year I turned three. it's never seemed odd to me in the least that my first memories we
re of plants. ||────►| to put it simply - it's a love-hate relationship. while she enjoys her
work for the most part and keeps a host of different plant species in her home, for whatever
reason she dislikes them. or, better put, she personifies them and has her own relationship w
ith each different plant. in her own words - plants all have different personalities that you ca
n see in the way they grow. for example, certain plants that take a long while to grow are ti
mid or shy. the ones that wilt quickly are pessimists, and the ones that live for a long time ar
e optimists. a plant that grows far past what is generally capable is a boaster and one that n
ever grows to it's full potential is modest or humble. she treats them accordingly, of course.
plants have always been a part of her life for as long as she can remember, though there wer
e certainly times where she wasn't quite as close to them as she is now. her mother being an
herbalist like herself certainly influenced how she saw plants as a child and her exposure to
them as medicine at such a young age pushed her down the path she still follows today. in a
ll reality, though, she really does love plants at their core, every single one, though that's no
t to say she won't through a few insults at them (leafy mulch-eater is a well cited one) from
time to time, but really, they are her life blood and just as much family as her actual family.
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