Neglected plants call eloquently to me. If I'm a guest in someone's home, I find myself sticking my finger into the houseplants to check for over/under watering, removing dead leaves, pinching tips. When I walk the dog, I mentally relandscape each house I pass. I keep pruners in my glove box for rescue missions. I get this from my father. One time, when he and I were looking at colleges for me, walking around a campus, he began to pull weeds from a bed of leucothoe 8 feet deep and 40 or 50 feet long. Then, I dragged him away; today I would probably start at the other end and meet him in the middle.
We need to design you a purse... with a pocket for your cellphone, a pocket for your change, a holster for your pruners...
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