Why is it that characters in modern literature always seem to have an extensive knowledge of plants, shrubs, and trees? A girl can’t turn around in a book these days without gazing upon some collection of milkweed, sopwort, and bladder campion, but honestly, who knows the names of these greenish things in the real world? Russell Smith is a bit jealous of the breadth of such characters’ knowledge, but he’s also more than a bit suspicious of the literary license being taken. “It just doesn’t make sense, unless she is a botanist or a farmer. I still think it’s just showing off.”