Apartment Therapy -
30 Jun 2015 16:30
Pin it I used to be a serial plant murderer. Walking the halls and rooms of my home was a disturbing graveyard tour of dried-out plant husks and yellowed, drooping leaves. Sad empty pots calling attention to themselves and my infinitely black thumb. But fast forward to today, and I'm practically a botanist compared to my old life.
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