My mom gave me this bamboo when it got too tall for her apartment. A tiny side sprout on it fell off within a month at my house. Made me so sad. A few weeks later, another baby grew in its place. This is said baby sprout, growing and growing. Every time I see it, it makes me happy. I helped create life!! Haha, I'm so dramatic, I know, but seriously, it feels good to be able to do that. Now, if I could only do something about the spindly geranium in my kitchen that hasn't seen a flower since I brought it home from the greenhouse ...

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I have a rose that doesn't seem to stay happy for very long. I've moved her around to several different spots in the yard, trying to figure out where she's happiest before I put her in the ground.
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