Breathing in what we breathe out

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I’ve come to love my garden more and more, by day and by night. Close up photos lend themselves to reflection afterwards, and I’ve been thinking about the miracle of a plant’s breathing in what I breathe out – and converting it to what I need to breathe in again. Schoolboyish, eh? But having the time, in later life, to think a little more deeply about such things is what makes this world magical – beckoning us toward a sense of responsibility.