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“When it came to plants, I had a connection.
Now, tuning in to that connection, I pressed the tip of my finger to the peak of the rose’s bud. Whereas normally I’d feel a faint buzz as energy travels through the plant, spinning nutrients into sugar, now I felt something else. Like the low rumble of an engine, or the roar of something wild, like the distress signal of something that’s lowly appearance belies its power.
I withdrew my hand, stunned.
Over the course of my life, I’d encountered thousands of plants. Shrubs and flowers and trees and mosses. Yet I’d never felt anything like this. Like this plant wasn’t pumping sugars, but it was pumping blood. Like it had its own heartbeat. Like it was alive in the same way that I was.”
― Siren Says
Now, tuning in to that connection, I pressed the tip of my finger to the peak of the rose’s bud. Whereas normally I’d feel a faint buzz as energy travels through the plant, spinning nutrients into sugar, now I felt something else. Like the low rumble of an engine, or the roar of something wild, like the distress signal of something that’s lowly appearance belies its power.
I withdrew my hand, stunned.
Over the course of my life, I’d encountered thousands of plants. Shrubs and flowers and trees and mosses. Yet I’d never felt anything like this. Like this plant wasn’t pumping sugars, but it was pumping blood. Like it had its own heartbeat. Like it was alive in the same way that I was.”
― Siren Says
“Tucked into an improbable space between bent metal and a mound of snow sat a small plant. It was audaciously green amongst all that gray.
The leaves were rounded and leathery and deep-lobed. There was a tiny bud at the end of the short stem. Although it hadn't yet bloomed, I could see what it was, what it might become.
This was a winter rose.
The name is a misnomer as it isn't actually a rose. The technical name is Helleborus niger. It comes from the Greek bora, meaning "food" and helein, meaning "destroys." It's food that destroys you.
Poison.
Yet I'd never thought of winter roses that way, not as dangerous but as something to be admired. Winter roses are some of Nature's heartiest plants. They can survive frost and wind. They can withstand scorching heat and rain and drought. They're natural wonders. Yet for all of their strength, they aren't indestructible.”
― Siren Says
The leaves were rounded and leathery and deep-lobed. There was a tiny bud at the end of the short stem. Although it hadn't yet bloomed, I could see what it was, what it might become.
This was a winter rose.
The name is a misnomer as it isn't actually a rose. The technical name is Helleborus niger. It comes from the Greek bora, meaning "food" and helein, meaning "destroys." It's food that destroys you.
Poison.
Yet I'd never thought of winter roses that way, not as dangerous but as something to be admired. Winter roses are some of Nature's heartiest plants. They can survive frost and wind. They can withstand scorching heat and rain and drought. They're natural wonders. Yet for all of their strength, they aren't indestructible.”
― Siren Says