My Addiction

So, I am ready to admit that I have a problem. An addiction. A vice.

It’s this:

Plants.

I’ve been pseudo-stalking a plant shop for the past few days and today I made it inside.

It feels strange to pay money for plants that I could grow myself. And I thought that the cyclamen that I bought a few days ago would be enough. I thought that I would feel relieved to not have to care for all the plants that I have back at home. But, I missed the greenery.

So, I ended up with these:

 

I’ll probably end up donating them to the office or various friends when I leave. I can’t imagine trying to take them as carry-on. (Although on a trip home from Florida a few months back, I took a small hoya and lime, lemon and orange trees on the plane. The security guard looked at me like I was crazy. But, it worked! They are all doing fine now.

Better to be addicted to plants than weed, right? :)