I’m not much of a gardener, but I have to admit there are few things nicer than being in the front yard in the early morning, with a thousand birds singing, and the world smelling like joy. Just for five minutes, to water the new hosta and hellebore I put in a few days ago. I hope the neighbors didn’t catch me talking to them. “Want some water? You look like you want some water. Ooh, doesn’t that feel nice?” Yeah, well, the more I anthropomorphize the plants, the less likely I am to kill them.

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