You still very much do not like the spire, which you think is important to point out, because it explains what you do next. Or don't do, which is to move closer to the tower at Oliver's invitation to do some planting. You would much rather watch anyway, and so you nod eagerly, plopping yourself down on a nearby stone and watching with eager, wide brown eyes as the others set to work. Oliver's leadership is already a new side of the forgetful man. Who knows what else you'll discover today?
Jigano is doing an experiment of his own, which you're super eager to see. The boy, Dante, seems more interested in the girl than in planting anything: is this a mating ritual? You're not particularly (read: at all) well versed in flirting, but you feel something warm in yourself as you watch, fascinated by the way the boy's cheeks color and waiting for the girl to accept or reject his advances. Is winking part of the courtship ritual? And then walking away?
But of course, even as you're just observing you're still helping in your own, unstoppable way. Around you life begins to flourish, and the more enterprising tulips creep a bit closer, setting down roots in a well dispersed area within a 2m radius of your rock. You hardly notice, though: they are far less interesting than what is happening before you, the small interactions and large acts of human intelligence.
Kaimana chooses to watch! (and his tulips plant themselves)
Jigano is doing an experiment of his own, which you're super eager to see. The boy, Dante, seems more interested in the girl than in planting anything: is this a mating ritual? You're not particularly (read: at all) well versed in flirting, but you feel something warm in yourself as you watch, fascinated by the way the boy's cheeks color and waiting for the girl to accept or reject his advances. Is winking part of the courtship ritual? And then walking away?
But of course, even as you're just observing you're still helping in your own, unstoppable way. Around you life begins to flourish, and the more enterprising tulips creep a bit closer, setting down roots in a well dispersed area within a 2m radius of your rock. You hardly notice, though: they are far less interesting than what is happening before you, the small interactions and large acts of human intelligence.
Kaimana chooses to watch! (and his tulips plant themselves)
there's no time to be bored
in a world as beautiful as this
in a world as beautiful as this
