On the other hand there are those that I have developed a close, loving, intimate relationship with, based on respect and appreciation for their longterm loyalty and reliability. One of these species is Liriope Evergreen Giant. There are various specimens scattered around the garden, where invariably they grow and flower uncomplainingly for decades, regardless of the weather and whether they are in sun or shade.
The other day I was feeling relaxed, and spent quite a bit of time removing the dead blades of a mature Liriope, by pulling them out with my fingers. After doing this for a while, I had the uncanny feeling that I was grooming it, and that it was enjoying the experience. I even imagined the plant was doing the botanical equivalent of purring.
An unfortunate interaction with another longterm botanical friend happened after the long hot summer just past. Many plants looked dead, and I intended to carefully remove all the dead bits and see what happened. But one day I got impatient, and pulled out a Gastrolobium celsianum (Swan River Pea) by the roots. The plant responded by giving a little resistant tug. It was a clear message telling me the roots held firm and it was alive, just shut down to cope with such a long hot summer. But I was stressed and impatient, ignored the message and pulled harder. Later I felt remorse but it was too late. All I can do is make reparation by nurturing the remaining plants of the same species.
Human - botanical relationships can be as varied and complex as those between humans.