How Green Becomes Wood

Xander frowned. "A flower and a tree share the same name? That's not confusing at all. What if some old book says something about making something from hemlock? How are you supposed to know which was used?"
 
"Context, I suppose," Daizi suggested, "If the recipe describes wood, you know to use the tree, if it's a recipe to kill someone, you use the plant. Also, I believe Poison Hemlock is from Afroeurasia, but the trees are from North America."
 
"Context is truly king in all situations," Alec said with a faint grin.

"Anything else interesting growing around here?" Xander asked. "Oh, and there looks like a good spot for a picnic."
 
As they went to the picnic spot, Dark pointed out some of the more interesting trees and what their wood was used for. Daizi tipped her head back to listen feel the sun on her face and just enjoyed listening to her husband talk about his adorably nerdy hobby.

Once they made it to the picnic spot, she took the blanket from the stroller to spread it on the grass, but Dark absolutely refused to not be allowed to help. Watching her two parents lay the blanket out, Ivy made a cute little noise and grabbed the edge of the blanket so she could help too, but didn't really do much one way or another.
 
There were only so many people who could spread out a blanket, so Alec and Xander stayed back until the blanket was down. Xander then helped to weigh down the corners, and Alec set out the food, remarking excitedly over the fine spread they had. Delightful! Picnics were grand fun. As long as the weather cooperated and there were minimal bugs.
 
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