She is particularly interested in the healing properties of plants, animals, and stones, though she also questions God's effect on man's health.

She digs a hole and plants it, as she had told Léon he should, to give it roots.

She proved that animals, plants, and fungi all originated from protists.

She developed theories to explain the repression or expression of genetic information from one generation of maize plants to the next.

She found that unrelated plants competed for soil nutrients by aggressive root growth.

She sent them back to England, to Lord Holland's librarian Mr Buonaiuti at Holland House, who successfully raised the plants.

She promises support from mutated plants if the latter will break into Hugo Strange's heavily-guarded TYGER vault and recover a rare flower which was seized from her upon incarceration.

She created an extensive collection of roses, gathering plants from her native Martinique and from other places around the world.

She gave birth to human beings as well as to most animals and plants.

She walked the earth and plants grew where she walked.

She decided that, in addition to plants, she wanted to make something that could dance.

She is said to guard the fresh water springs that gave life to native plants and fishponds that sustained Moku % CA % BBula.

She is extremely versatile ability-wise, being able to run oxygen and power facilities, gather plants for nutrition, and the other basic jobs, and extremely effectively.

She was also responsible for incorporating social statistics and research into legislative policy-making as well as investigating child labor violations in shipbuilding plants and other factories across the United States.

She organized field trips on which students collected rocks, plants, and specimens for lab work, and inspected geological formations and recently discovered dinosaur tracks.

She loves gardening and grows a huge amount of different plants.

She is also highly adept at ' Borrowing ' – the art of overlaying her mind on the mind of another creature so that she can see through its eyes and steer its actions without it being aware of her presence – and can tune her mind to the point that she can sense the underlying mood of her surroundings ( including the mood of plants, animals and the earth ) and the presence of ' stories ' that are trying to play themselves out.

She sent them back to England, to Lord Holland's librarian Mr Buonaiuti at Holland House, who successfully raised the plants.

She possesses powerful pheromones that make people susceptible to mind control, as well as the ability to conjure sentient plants that can attack and restrain enemies.

She then uses the Aiel code of ethics ( ji ' e ' toh ) she learned during her time there by accepting the nearly constant punishments ( another Aiel teaching of accepting pain ) and continuing to show the unbending dignity befitting the Amyrlin, patiently watching the seeds she plants grow.

She wields a bow and variety of arrows with great accuracy, and can also call upon plants to blind or bind enemies.

She has a love of plants, but she laments that she cannot keep them from wilting.

She continued to write until the very end, and her last book was A Scripture Herbal, an illustrated collection of tidbits and anecdotes about plants and trees mentioned in the Bible, which was published the same year she died.

She was a gifted musician, and was a renowned specialist in horticulture, with a lifelong passion for flowers and plants.

She dies from her burns when Griffin, in his attempt to steal fire from Humans, drops a burning twig on her and she catches fire.

She glanced around the clearing, taking in the wagon and the load of supplies and trappings scattered over the ground, the two kids, the whiteface bull that was chewing its cud just within the far reaches of the firelight.

She stumbled over the root of a tree that protruded maliciously above the earth.

She had the opportunity that few clever women can resist, of showing her superiority in argument over a man.

She could not resist the opportunity `` of showing her superiority in argument over a man '' which she had remarked as one of the `` feminine follies '' of Sara Sullam ; ;

She would hover over him and, looking like her brother, anxiously watch the progress of Scotty's fork or spoon.

She soared over the new pastor like an avenging angel lest he stray from the path and not know all the truth and gossip of which she was chief repository.

She stood still over the leg of lamb, rubbing herbs into it, quite suddenly conscious of a nausea in her stomach and a feeling of wrath, a sensation of violence that started her shivering.

She looked at him impudently over the corner of the paper.

She then went over them thoroughly giving each a strenuous test in showmanship.

She also banks into a turn like a fine runabout -- not digging in on the outside to throw passengers all over the boat like many a small cabin cruiser.

She would try to see over the bulge of her cheeks and somewhat under her teeth to the place where she was biting.

She had quarreled with Lucien, she had resisted his demands for money -- and if she died, by the provisions of her marriage contract, Lucien would inherit legally not only the immediate sum of gold under the floorboards in the office, but later, when the war was over, her father's entire estate.

She stood for a moment, rain dripping from the trees over her head, thinking of Maude.

She threw back a cushion over one of the seats, unlocked a padlock on the chest beneath it, then presently straightened, holding a long knife and a wicked looking spear gun in her hand.

She said, `` Well, those are the really interesting things, but if you don't like any of those I can turn over some of my extra typing jobs to you, if you think you can type well enough ''.

She started to move away, just as a woman came out of the cottage, a big-boned, drab-haired figure with a clean apron tied over her limp print dress.

She hesitated, as though hunting over words and ways of putting them.

She didn't look over thirteen.

She might peel him, once the worst of the agony was over.

She never replied and the courtship was over.

She has authored over fifty-six novels and she has a great dislike of people taking and modifying her story characters.

She lost control over Nero when he began to have an affair with the freedwoman Claudia Acte, which Agrippina strongly disapproved of and violently scolded him for.

She watched over the development of her son's character and improved the tone of the administration.

She arranged for Alexander to marry Sallustia Orbiana, the daughter of a noble Patrician family, but grew so jealous of Sallustia ’ s influence over her son that she had her banished from court.

She married Basil of Trebizond and took over the throne of the Empire of Trebizond from 1340 to 1341.