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something vague

'The garden is dry again, that spell of rain having cleared up. He doesn't seem to notice the leaves drooping around their stems. It's the reason I took to gardening, you always know what a plant is feeling, no way of mistaking it for something vague in the background – some subconscious desire, you could never see. I never possessed the energy to find out what all the drama of being human was about, plants always made sense to me. Either alive or on their way to dying, depending on how you treated them, no grey areas here in the garden.' – Till we can keep an animal, Megan Voysey-Braig
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