For the love of cacti...

Some gawk at boys and shoes. Some coo at babies. Some cheer for outstanding performances.

And some do all these for cactuses. And by some, I mostly mean me.

Maybe it's because Arizona is my one true love or maybe it's because it's PINK (probably) or maybe it's because 2 years ago I finally figured out that cactuses don't attack you with prickles, but whatever it is, I LOVE CACTUSES.

Also, I giggle and gawk and reassure them they're the bees knees about every 3 seconds. Those poor little cacti, such sensitive souls. They need a boatload of affirmation. Or I just like blubbering.
 Probably not that.

Here's to a plant that loves black thumbs! Amen Amen!

PS: if I spelled cactus wrong, I'm sorry. My mother was napping and spellcheck is having a bad day.




3 comments:

  1. THESE PICTURES ARE AMAZING AND YOUR CACTUSES ARE ALMOST AS GORGEOUS AS YOUR FACE AND PLANT-KILLERS FOR THE WIN. I'm done.

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  2. Also, I definitely just mispelled cactuses (cacti) didn't I? Cool, cool.

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