SezaLi

I was born in the city; I've grown up here. My uncle taught me all that I know about plants. Thanks to him, I can tell lavender from tulips and poppies. I know the different fruit trees and when each fruit will be in season. I was a little younger than I am now, perhaps two or three years ago in the summer  when I came across a blackberry bush that had yet to flower. I found myself intrigued by it. Was the soil poisoning the bramble? Was it getting enough water? I started to care for it. I'd give it water and check the soil. The leaves started to look healthier and the bush seemed to stand taller. It seemed to like me. Summer headed into Au