Lettuce seeds from an elderly neighbor take root in a city planter, growing across generations. This sight evokes memories: the neighbor's yard, her cat, the sound of her footsteps, and her hands, which, like a village craftsperson, cared for all surrounding life. A physical pain that began back then brings a new awareness of the body's inner entanglements and the invisible ripples left by the world’s countless grandmothers.
