
Every morning, I head outside, coffee in hand, and usually in my pajamas, to check on my plants.
“Who’s thirsty? Who needs a trim?” I ask, tending to their needs as I move from bed to bed.

Every morning, I head outside, coffee in hand, and usually in my pajamas, to check on my plants.
“Who’s thirsty? Who needs a trim?” I ask, tending to their needs as I move from bed to bed.