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I was watching a gardening programme, a while ago now, and there was a man who had made a whole swathe of his land into a wildflower meadow. His meadow was decades old, and it had many rare and endangered flowers. He let people visit, especially children, and he said whenever they asked him if they could pick a flower, he always said yes. He said he didn’t agree that we should never pick a wildflower, he believed that allowing a child to take a flower home, keep it in a jar of water for a few weeks, and enjoy its beauty every day, might mean they fall in love with it, and if you love a thing, you value it, and if you value something you want to save it.

He believed sharing his flowers might help save them for the future, that by picking something, naming it and…

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Wylde and Green Published by Haile

“The oldest of spells has you name a thing out loud to give it power.”