Succulents are my favorite plant group. It's pretty fascinating that such a diverse group of lusciously chubby little plants thrive in our arid, desert climate.
I think the texture of their leaves/stems/roots must be what dinasour skin felt like. Sort of leathery, cold, and tough but plump and with a little squish.
Close your eyes and the wrinkles of a dried out and dying aloe vera could just be an aging brontosaurus.
Maybe it's a stretch, but I'm okay with that.
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