WAXING GREEN

Don’t Date the Man with the Green Thumb

How did that plant die, mama?

Photo by Marlon Schmeiski from Pexels adapted by Canva

This morning, I buried my lavender plant. I played my bagpipes. I eulogized it, focusing on its positive attributes like it smelled classy and before it dried out, it had solid limb structure.

I tried to keep it alive. I resuscitated it several times while it sat on my…