I have a lot of potential, but I do not have a good sense of boundaries or my limits. I am often seen in a spiral but sometimes hang around collecting dust.

I resemble a greenhouse, but I do not grow plants. You can care for birds with me.

I am a producer of food, drink, cups, and horse-themed sound effects.

I dance in the stars, yet weigh next to nothing. I can lift up your voice, making it squeaky and high. I can be found deep in the earth, where secrets lie. I cool down machines, to temperatures untold, used in the process to make MRI’s bold.

A vast botanical site, hosting both pollinators and people, what a delight! Some versions of me are aesthetically pleasing, while others have a functional reasoning, bringing about a bounty at harvest.