I think I might have a slightly unhealthy obsession.

Whenever I get upset I buy a new plant. I can’t help it. I bought one when Geoff left for Singapore, and I just bought two more yesterday after I got hollered at by a psycho while I was at work. A psycho who was severely in need of drug induced coma-like help.



The pink and green leaves of my first little succulent.


The orange and pink flowers from my other new succulent.


And a tiny snail I found while I was outside potting these things. It was as big around as the “o” in “QUARTER DOLLAR” that’s stamped on the back of a quarter.