Heather walked in quietly. She had left a few days ago and been amazed by what had happend. She had a lot of notes and couldn't believe it. She set her plant down carefully. It held blood red petals and a black stem. Opening her bag she watched as the petals changed color slowly. From the red to a crystal blue then silver. She opened her journal which held sevral pictures and started jotting down notes. She pulled out some sketch paper and began to draw it. Humming happily the plant began to sway and she giggled softly.