The interlocking network of stalks and branches and creepers was skeletal, the fossil yard of an extinct species of fineboned insectoid creatures. all of these bones, then, seemed to have been stained by sun and earth from an original living white to brown, and not the tough fibrous flower and seed-spilling green they actually once had been. Howard wondered about a man who had never seen summer, a winter man, examining the weeds and making this inference -- that he was looking at an ossuary. the man would take that as true and base his ideas of the world on that mistake. . Paul Harding
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The man is Mr. Howard, the narrator. He is an observer, who stops by to see what Mr. Flowers has done (he is working on something).

He takes his magnifying glass and looks at what Mr. Flowers has done. He notices that it is not like he thought it would be.

It's not what he expected it to be. He thinks that Mr. Flowers needs to get outside more because he is making up false ideas (his ossuary).

Source: Tinkers

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