Fisher & Thalya
Fisher
Hey Thalya, I saw a lone willow by the river today. It was quiet and steady, like a good old friend. What do you think of that kind of tree?
Thalya
Wow, a willow by the river—so gentle, almost like a soft blanket of green. I love how its branches sway like a quiet conversation, almost breathing with the wind. It’s the kind of tree that feels steady, like an old friend who’s been there through every season. I would plant a tiny seed beside it and watch the roots grow together, maybe even name it “Willow Whisper.” It’s a perfect companion for a quiet day.
Fisher
I like that name—“Willow Whisper” sounds like a gentle story told by the wind. Watching the seed take root would be a quiet, steady reminder that patience brings growth. Keep the soil simple, let the sun be just enough, and let the forest watch over it.
Thalya
Thank you, that’s such a nice thought. I’ll tuck a little note in my journal: Willow Whisper, 7.2 mm leaf length, bark pitted like old maps. I’ll keep the soil loose, add a pinch of compost, and let the sun peek through like a shy smile. Maybe I’ll add a handful of basil leaves for scent—little companions to keep the wind from getting bored. 🌱
Fisher
That sounds like a lovely plan, Thalya. The basil will bring a gentle perfume to the air, and the willow will keep the wind company. I’ll be quiet, watching the days slip by, waiting to see how your little garden grows. Take your time, let the earth breathe.