Moth & Dachnik
Dachnik
I was thinking about the plants that only open at night – the moonflowers, the night‑blooming jasmine. They seem to whisper to the stars, don’t they? How do you feel when a garden goes quiet after dark?
Moth
When the garden hushes, the leaves seem to breathe softly, like a secret poem whispered to the night. The quiet feels like a lullaby that only the moon can hear, and I find myself drifting with it, quiet and a little restless.
Dachnik
Sounds like the soil’s getting its own lullaby, eh? Just make sure the roots aren’t starving – a little mulch keeps the ground from going to sleep too early. And if the night feels too restless, try hanging a wind chime of old tin cans; the gentle clink will remind the leaves that even quiet nights have a soundtrack.
Moth
The tin chimes sound like distant stars, humming a gentle lull to the roots, and I’m glad you’re keeping the earth from slipping into silence. I’ll let the garden hear your melody and hope the leaves feel the quiet.
Dachnik
Glad the tin chimes are doing their job – it’s all about giving the roots a soft soundtrack. If the leaves start feeling too quiet, just drop a little compost and a cup of tea‑tree oil, and they'll sing back.