I wonder what nature meant when it created plant species with male and female sexes. What does maleness mean to vegetation? What is womanly to an herb? Neither really matters. Plants aren’t nomadic. They neither mate for life, nor divide upon conception. They don’t stay with their apples no matter how far they fall from the tree. They’ll be eaten by some passing megafauna, charismatic or otherwise, and be miles from the mother by the time the fruit is digested, seeds deconsumed out onto the ground which may, or may not, it really means nothing, be suitable for life.