I have not been outside for a couple of days, not only because of the lockdown in the UK to slow down the spread of the dreadful novel coronavirus, but also because I have hay fever symptoms due to the recent beautiful weather. Not only can I not go outside, I cannot even open the window to let fresh spring air in. As such, cooped at home, I am becoming either bored or mad, or perhaps both, to the extent that I am taking macro photographs of parsley. The joke going around is that it is perfectly normal to talk to plants in these circumstances, but you should seek professional help if they start to talk back to you.
The plants may not be talking to me (yet), but I may need help at some point soon.