I killed a cactus.
Yep, those spikey little green alien looking plants which are the cockroach equivalent of the plant world. Almost indestructible, persistent in the face of barren lands and most likely to survive the Zombie Nation Armageddon Apocalypse have died by my hand.
Totally unintentionally, of course.
This explains my ridiculous excitement at having real, live planty flowers in the garden!
Admittedly there aren’t many, the variety is tiny and their colours restricted BUT it proves my bulb flinging and digging skills are coming along slowly but surely.
Head over to mamasaurus where you seen pretty gardens from people who know what they are doing!