Emberwood I had a dream of the pale morning sky

Sandy would have gladly shared about his family if asked. He missed them certainly, but it eased some when he spoke about them.

He chuckled. They do don't they. reaching up towards the sky to get the sun or water. Little wee claws. I like that.

I"m afraid i'm worthless with most plants. Do you know some of them?

He tilted his head and waited. A gentle expression on his patient face.