When I was in my teens, we had a younger cousin who was touchy-feely with the plants in my mother’s flower bed – to the detriment of the plants, and my mom’s temper. When the cousin’s mother wouldn’t stop him from uprooting our plants or reprimand him after the fact, my mother replaced most of the plants with things that he wouldn’t touch, like Cactus.
That plan came back to bite my mother in a literal sense when our garden hose snagged a few cactus thorns and then dragged against her leg. Eventually — long after my cousin grew up and stopped being interested in the garden — she grew tired of the cactus and replaced it.
I mention this because on my recent vacation to New Mexico, the cactus was in bloom and the bees were buzzing around them. Which just goes to show that one being’s trash is another being’s treasure.
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Interesting, but true! That cactus is so beautiful…love the flowers.