Well, I've done it. You said it couldn't be done, but I did it. And did it well! I've killed a cactus. A beautiful little succulent died at my hands. "How," you might ask, "did you manage it?" Well, apparently cacti need a lot of sunlight and don't need a lot of water. This must be why my little cactus turned into a sort of prickly Water Wiggler in my living room.
I must admit that this most recent herbicide was particularly heartbreaking. Not only was this cactus a housewarming gift from a dear friend, but it was also the one plant I was quite sure I could keep alive. It symbolized my skills as a homemaker. It held all of my domestic hopes in its beautifully curved vase . . .
But seriously, it was a real bummer. I still have one plant alive in the house, and it is now closely monitored. Which brings me to my next project: silk flower arrangements.