So I bought plants at the market…

…I swore blind I wouldn’t buy any until I had a house and not an apartment. True, I did bring native orchids (they’re dumped in pots along the balcony) up from my old house in Brizzie even though a male friend told me I was mad to do so. Colour me mad. But the thing is, you’re either a plant person or you aren’t. Plant people would understand why I was genetically forced to buy these plants. They would also understand why I’m trying to grow the spiky head of a pineapple on my kitchen window sill.

Besides…I only bought two small ones…they don’t even count…

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