All Things Great and Small

[featheredhugs]

Date: June 10th
Location: Front of the Manor
Status: Raphael, Methos

"Good morning, little plants! Now I want you to do your best today! Remember to reach for the sun and... oh my..." He noticed the dark clouds covering what would be a beautiful sunrise. "Okay, you'll have lots of water to drink today. Don't be greedy now and make sure everyone else gets some. Remember how we talked about keeping your roots to yourselves?"

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[old_and_wise]

Methos was out for an early-morning walk on the premises when he noticed the red-headed resident talking to the plants. He ambled over.

"Good morning!" he called out.

[featheredhugs]

Raphael looked up and waved. "Oh, hello! Enjoying the beautiful day?"

[old_and_wise]

"Hey," Methos repeated a greeting. "It really is a day to enjoy, isn't it?"

[featheredhugs]

"Well, I feel that any day is a day to enjoy, because the Lord has made it so," he beamed.

[old_and_wise]

"Enjoyable?" Methos asked. "I wouldn't be so sure. I've had plenty of entirely un-enjoyable days in my life."

None of which he cared very much to reminisce about.

"However, today does not seem to be one of them, so I may as well enjoy it. Where were you going?"

[featheredhugs]

"Oh I'm just taking a walk," he smiled, standing and brushing off his knees. "Would you like to join me? I was just going to check on the trees. Make sure they feel appreciated."

[old_and_wise]

"Sure," Methos said, falling into step next to the redhead. "Are you a gardener?"

[featheredhugs]

"Oh I wouldn't say that," he said, allowing his wings to stretch a bit. "I just like to take care of them. Talk to them. Make sure they know their hard work is appreciated. What about you? Do you like plants?"

[old_and_wise]

Methos shrugged. "Mostly I don't mind them one way or another, as long as they don't trip me or otherwise make a nuisance of themselves."

[featheredhugs]

Raphael chuckled at that. "Ah yes, plants can be very much like having pets, they can be rebellious at times. Why just this last night Pudge made a nest that included the ears of my bunny slippers."

[old_and_wise]

Methos looked confused. "What kind of a plant is Pudge?" In all his five thousand years he had never heard of a plant that made nests... and certainly not of slipper ears.

[featheredhugs]

"Pudge is my owl," Raphael clarified. He laughed. "I must admit, he can often be LIKE a wild flytrap or something, snapping things up with his beak. Sometimes I think there's not much a difference between the behavior of plants and animals."