From Green Thumb to Brown…Everything
Okay, friends, let’s be honest. How many perfectly healthy plants have you accidentally murdered? Don’t be shy, I’m not here to judge. I, myself, am a recovering plant killer. My journey started with the best of intentions. I envisioned a lush indoor jungle, overflowing with vibrant greenery. What I got instead was more akin to a plant graveyard.
My downfall? Let’s just say I treated my poor succulents like they were cacti in the Sahara Desert.
Turns out, plants are a bit like Goldilocks. They like their water just right – not too much, not too little. Who knew? Apparently, everyone but me. After drowning several more innocent plants (R.I.P. Philodendron Phil), I finally invested in a moisture meter.
Sunlight? What Sunlight?
My reign of plant-based terror didn’t end there. Oh no, I had more lessons to learn. The next misunderstanding involved a very confused-looking snake plant. Now, I’d heard these guys were basically invincible. “They can handle low light,” the internet promised.
So, naturally, I stuck it in a dark corner and promptly forgot about it.