[ Marianne closes her eyes. She could grow to like this, she thinks. The scent of the earth and the precious life between her hands, even the soil under her nails. It's just as calming as looking after animals, though she's a little worried that she'll handle the plants wrong. ]
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[ Marianne closes her eyes. She could grow to like this, she thinks. The scent of the earth and the precious life between her hands, even the soil under her nails. It's just as calming as looking after animals, though she's a little worried that she'll handle the plants wrong. ]
What sort of things did you do back home?