Spring Green Wintergreen

An ear flicked in embarrassment when she pointed out there were lots of flowers with those colours, “I'm looking for a purple coneflower, you might know it as thimbleweed or echinacea? and beggar's blanket... maybe tabacco or flannel plant?” That was the problem with plants, right? Everyone could see the same thing, but might call it something different. “She's had it since the winter, but she almost drowned in labour. Its a horrid wet thing that comes and goes. Sometimes, she appears fine, other times, she's coughing up blood. She's lost a lot of weight too, and her energy comes and goes. I can't get to the bottom of it... Have you ever encountered anything similar?” He kinda felt like he was pushing his luck here, asking her where plants were and for her advise, but he was still young, and he wouldn't learn if he didn't ask.

“Speech”