Granny opens the door to my knock, and smiles brightly at the bouquet that I picked for her.  
"Such sweet little buds. They will look perfect on my kitchen table!"
She carefully gives them a fresh cut and arranges them in her favourite vase.

"The city is getting more unbearable by the day, Granny," I say with a sigh, sipping the lemon pine needle tea that Granny had brewing on the stove when I arrived. "I had to get out of there today."

Granny smiles sadly. "If only they knew.

Well, at least we can play our part!

I harvested a fresh batch of seeds just this morning."

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