Proper flowers

[cosmolinguist]

Today we went to the garden center for lunch and then of course walked around among all the plants outside.

I love how tactile V is with plants, brushing hands along them like you might a dog's or cat's tail as you're petting it.

I love how colorful everything is. Who knew there can be such purples and reds and greens and yellows and blues and black grass.

I love how many plants they recognize by name, but also how they'll be the first to tell you there are so many whose names they don't know. "Rabbits ears!" they said once in the delight of seeing an old friend after a long time. "I don't know what its proper name is, that's what I used to call it."

I loved being handed two pots, ecinacha (fiery oranges and yellows) and rudbeckia (lovely gold color) and curling an arm around each to carry them at a height I could just peek over, as D took two others (a purple salvia and something I don't remember now!) in his two hands.

I loved being able to pay for them, to contribute to the household in this way.

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