You’re In The Jungle Baby, You’re Gonna (Have Plants That) Die(d)!

It has been a whirlwind couple of months since I began the newest round of my surplus lady seeds. I bit off more than I could chew.

Horror has had some setbacks but is growing steadily in the direction it needs to go.
The G13’s, potted at different stages, were once eight but fell to six. It’s for the best. The one who runted I may grow as a bonsai. If it doesn’t survive, I can’t stress it too much. The time I took to get them in the places they are now has been done right and with love, as always.

The collective G13’s are all almost done, thankfully to relieve me of the excess I’ve created for myself for no other reason than listening to the jackass who likes to neigh about nothing all day. Soon they will be bottled to age and be used for whatever needs they meet.