The summers aren't so lonely on Plum Island.
It's me, the plum trees, the plum birds,
and the ... [+]
"You have to interfere.
But every other time,
you simply let it grow,
'cause that's the point of life."
And I scratched my head.
"Yeah, but how then can you know
when best to interfere?"
He smiled, and then he turned away.