It’s not too late to save the world
“People think I’m strange because I know all the names of plants, but I think that’s just the natural state of being.”
I’m standing by the Waikanae river, notepad and pen in hand, staring at a tree. M. is behind me, talking to K., and when I hear her say that, I immediately jot it down.
“What’s this one?” I ask.
M. looks up…
