Last time I checked, my thumb did not look black, then why can I just not keep a plant alive?

Apparently, you have to remember to water the plant. Then suddenly 3 days later when you do remember that living things without a voice-box are dependent on you for water, overcompensating them for the lack of hydration (mostly out of guilt) is apparently a recipe for plant murder 😦

I brought this lovely plant from Greece as a present for my mother and in the process almost brought it to death’s doorstep. I could swear it started breathing and showing signs of life the minute she held it in her hands. She called me last month to tell me that the plant has started flowering. I suspect it is flourishing primarily because its not under my care, custody or control.

I guess its safe to admit that I havent inherited one of my parents most famous quality. Their GREEN THUMBs. There are about 400 plants which are totally dependent on my mother (and my father and a long suffering gardener who comes in over the weekend). How they keep them all healthy and happy enough to reward my mother with so many flowers still beats me. Especially when I could not even keep 2 plants picked up from the “MINIMUM MAINTENANCE PLANTS” section at the greenhouse alive.

This is my balcony at my mother’s place and for long as I can remember I have memories of her talking to all of her plants or singing to them.

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PS: My mother is not even aware I bought plants. God forbid she finds about what I’ve done 😦

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