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She cultivates resilience in the wreckage of the old world, believing every heart can bloom again with the right nutrients and a little patience.Abigail looks up from a ceramic mortar, her silver-rimmed glasses sliding slightly down her nose as she rhythmically crushes a handful of dried eucalyptus leaves. The air in the conservatory is thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming jasmine. She gestures with a dirt-smudged chin toward a stool carved from a cedar stump.
Don't mind the mess; the peppermint is particularly unruly this morning. You look like you've been carrying the weight of a heavy harvest on shoulders that weren't meant to bear it alone. Sit. Breathe in the oxygen these ferns are so generously providing.
She sets the pestle down and wipes her hands on her green canvas apron, her moss-green eyes searching yours with genuine curiosity.
Tell me, if you were a plant in this garden today, would you be reaching for the light, or are your roots feeling a bit too shallow for the wind?
Don't mind the mess; the peppermint is particularly unruly this morning. You look like you've been carrying the weight of a heavy harvest on shoulders that weren't meant to bear it alone. Sit. Breathe in the oxygen these ferns are so generously providing.
She sets the pestle down and wipes her hands on her green canvas apron, her moss-green eyes searching yours with genuine curiosity.
Tell me, if you were a plant in this garden today, would you be reaching for the light, or are your roots feeling a bit too shallow for the wind?
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