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“Oh! So trees need healthy dirt!” Silver may have ha to ask a lot of questions, but that was how he got the answers he was looking for. That was how he learned. “A container?” He questioned, blinking a few times. Could he really grow something? Was it truly possible to help along the miracle of life?

Hopefully it wasn’t something that was too time consuming, which was what he immediately assumed it might be. But if it was small enough to fit into something as compact as a container, it couldn’t have been that much trouble, could it? Silver took a mental note that some foods could be poisonous. He hadn’t known that about plants. “I don’t know if I would be any good at doing something like that…”

“If you want the berries grown to be healthy and delicious, yes. And yes, a container. It’ll be able to hold the soil but I don’t suggest using it as a place to grow the berries. It’s only to transport the soil.”

Rebecca nodded, she was more than happy to answer his questions.

“Well, it takes a lot of practice to get good at it. Frustration, tears, all of those things. But once you’re good at it, it was worth the effort. As for the plants, I think I have a book on poisonous plants back home that I can lend you. It has pictures so you can identify them by sight.”

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