Planting is my new yoga. I find it so tranquil and therapeutic. Helps to clear my mind and unwind.
Tonight I planted the rest of my succulents, in my living room, again. Still a poor choice, because I still have white carpet, but who cares? Apartment is probably not gonna give the deposit back anyhow.
I wasn’t so much as designing as I was just planting to have them spread/grow/get-them-out-of-tiny-little-plastic-pots into real pots. I have zero idea how fast/slow succulents grow, but I suppose i’ll find out pretty soon.
Also, planted these little guys: Just a random pot of succulent scraps, keep our fingers crossed.
I’m becoming addicted. Namaste.