2.10.17

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I still remember my mother’s plants from my childhood. I loved them all. There’s a part of me that wishes they’d been kept alive through the years, passed down to us to pass down to our own children someday. Such a tradition could start with me, and very well may. But given my track record for plant-longevity (or lack of), it may not go that way. With a south-facing home, at least I have a fighting chance.

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