Potted Plants

I was doing some gardening yesterday, and I must still have been thinking about it when I went to sleep, because I had a dream about people being grown commercially in little black plastic pots. The nurseries had the most popular human varieties on display, right next to the boxwood bushes and the daylilies, with their easy-care instruction tags.

Colorful sales fliers with bright, appealing pictures cheerfully advertised the most desirable choices for successful and fashionable couples. Expert professional advice was provided to help customers make the most appropriate selections for their lifestyles and the character of their neighborhoods.

The particular varieties offered for sale—about 40 of them—had been scientifically developed through careful genetic research to identify the most attractive and socially pleasing types. No unsightly weeds, no inappropriate wildflowers, and nothing with unusual or unpredictable growth patterns. Perfect botanical bliss for the busy couple in need of low-maintenance, flawlessly pruned specimens to impress the neighbors.

It was only a dream.

For now.