Man I Am Twice Blessed
My neighbor suicidal, reference old posts brought me a Bamboo Good Luck plant today in a little vase. We didn't even talk but we did in something deeper than words. You ever feel something so deep you get teary but not sure why but just let it happen. I hope I don't kill that plant, my green thumb has turned bronze. I placed it in a place of honor but in my apartment that could be anywhere but the kitchen. I hear you need to clean it sometimes?