Tough Plant Love

I’m concerned about my plants.

They are on my balcony, so all four of them get plenty of sun and water. Maybe they get too much, I don’t know. I gave them new terracotta pots, nutrient-rich soil mixture, everything a happy plant could want.

But they still don’t look good at all. In fact, despite my best efforts, my balcony looks like the botanical equivalent of a methadone clinic. I am not going to put a picture up because I don’t want to be judged.

In any event, I’m not giving up. I think I’m going to try to start talking to them next. Or berating them, because I am starting to take this personally. I wonder what my neighbors would think if they saw me calling my hibiscus a weak, self-indulgent prima donna.