Toes curling in her boots as she beams with a sense of pride for her recently discovered gift, Nel takes great satisfaction in how much her mother appreciates her flower among so many. She watches as her mother touches it so gently, and then as it starts to grow again. Were she not seated on the ground, it would not be quite so readily apparent, but it clearly grows larger in all ways as the colors of it brighten. Sitting forward off her hands, Nel stares at the plant until it stops growing. The way the leaves at the base reach further is a fair himt, but the sight of more stems with buds rising upward confirms it clearly.

Nel grins as her fatigue temporarily succumbs to sheer excitement, “Mum!!! You made it grow more!”