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Jan 21, 2020
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When it came down to it, Myrrh preferred flowers to vegetables. Flowers were, in his opinion, far more interesting to nurture and work with, but he had a slight bias in that regard. He knew flowers, and he knew how to bring out their best qualities for perfumes. Vegetables. . . yeah, he wasn't as knowledgeable there. Myrrh didn't hate growing vegetables, so he didn't mind it when gardening club worked on the school's community vegetable patch.

Tucked between the courtyard and a building, the vegetable patch was of descent size and grew a variety of vegetables for most of the year. Myrrh hopped between rows, pulling weeds and checking each crop for signs of sickness or parasites. There were plenty of veggies ready for harvest, and a lot of them looked great. Living in the farmlands had its perks and Myrrh learned good, ripe crops from the bad or unripe. Some though, some looked delicious and he had to resist the urge to snack while he worked.

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