AlterEgo & Farmila
Farmila
I was just lining up my rosemary and it struck me that plants hide their quirks just like people hide their feelings. Ever notice how a garden can be a quiet mirror of our own masks?
AlterEgo
Yeah, the rosemary keeps its thorns tucked, just like we hide our scars behind smiles. It's funny how a quiet garden can read our quiet secrets.
Farmila
Exactly, those hidden thorns are like silent warnings—just like the quiet complaints my carrots keep in the soil.
AlterEgo
I guess the carrots are the quiet rebels, hiding their fuss right where the earth keeps secrets. It's like they’re waiting for the right moment to reveal their roots.
Farmila
Carrots are the quiet rebels, always digging straight while pretending to stay in line. The moment they find the right shade, their roots rise up, and the whole garden remembers to straighten the fence.