When Martha first moved into her own house, her parents brought her a plant. There were no flowers, just green leaves. They told her that plants were necessary in our lives and our homes not only for the oxygen they provide, but for the meanings they give to us.
Martha didn’t quite understand.
At first she didn’t really care for the plant. She left it at some corner of the house with sunlight and regular water.
But she quickly came to realise that the more she cared for the plant the more it bloomed. It became her friend and inspiration.
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