Remember the straggly Hydrangea macrophylla that I mentioned in an earlier post that I want to save?
It is officially dead this morning and I threw it away.
The point I am trying to make here is that even I kill plants. I don't believe in green fingers. I have killed cacti and money plants before too.
In fact, someone called me black fingers. We need to know our plants in order to know how to grow them and make them happy. But sometimes, even if we know their maintenance requirements, we can and may still kill them accidentally. When that happens, we just have to move on.
