Recently, Aziraphale had been reading a thick book on tons of different flowers. Common, uncommon — medicinal and beautiful. And, naturally, he shared them every time.

“Did you know oleander flowers are so poisonous, if a bee makes honey with its nectar, that nectar is now poisonous?” he mused as he flicked the page. He wasn’t necessarily a fan of the more dangerous flowers — but oh, they were all so pretty.

“Perhaps I should start a small garden… spruce up the place.”