Imagine a couple of seeds finding each other, falling in love, and creating a family of trees - or daisies - or carrots, whatever.
Some years back, people were putting electrodes on their house plants and talking to them. There was a philosophical movement about respecting the emotional life of all living things.
Hey, I believe animals have feelings. I'm not so sure about plants. But who's to say, right?
What if what we call life is just a petri dish in some giant alien's lab? Does that make it any less important to we who are living it?
Fun to think about.