Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Give Me Your Poor, Your Needy . . .

Apparently, I run a cactus refuge. Twice since I have spoken of my cactus garden, friends have come to me with their struggling cacti, hoping that my care or my yard will give new life to their withering foliage. Maybe their logic is that their plants will have the confidence to thrive knowing they are in a welcoming environment, surrounded by others of their own species. Live on, you desert plants!

5 comments:

Pensador said...

hahaha I have a cactus in my office that needs a boyfriend. got any available? ;)

The White Wave said...

Mine all have to wash their hair.

The White Wave said...

If you're serious, I have one or two to spare.

The White Wave said...

I should combine these into a poem. But I think you should do that on YOUR blog.

Pensador said...

oooh a challenge! me likey!