I just saw a flower move. I have a vase of tiger lillies and daisies on the counter across my room. I was laying on my bed just staring at the flower, not doing anything in particular, and the lily's petal just opened up. Right in front of me! I have a very mischeivious feeling about me now, like I should be suspicious of that flower and spy on it. Of course, I always knew flowers could move. . .