I diagnose an acute case of horticultural fever. I know all the signs since I used to suffer it from childhood, collecting every damn weird plant I could get my hands on. When you start cooing at cushiony alpines covered in teeny weeny flowers you know there is no hope for a cure.
I diagnose an acute case of horticultural fever. I know all the signs since I used to suffer it from childhood, collecting every damn weird plant I could get my hands on. When you start cooing at cushiony alpines covered in teeny weeny flowers you know there is no hope for a cure.