My daughter used to live in Ottawa, before moving to Toronto. She'd drop in once or twice a week. Invariably, a few minutes after coming, she'd bring me a pile of dead leaves she had removed from some of my plants...
Yellowing leaves... She notices things like that - whereas I don't. But my plants always looked better after her visits!
My plants need her now! I need her now! We need each other - each other's skills!
She just notices things I don't - like this picture I chose for my son's birthday... Why didn't you edit the picture? she asked. Or choose a different one? The dusty remote next to his face is so distracting.
Dusty remote?! I hadn't noticed that it was dusty... I just saw the smile!
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