Do people even read blogs anymore? Regardless, here we are.
Maybe I’ll begin with how my plant addiction began. Almost three years ago, my fiance and I finally moved in together in the best apartment we could afford (at least in our eyes): a 700 square foot studio.
I think I have to give it more credit than that, though. Our apartment building used to be a brewery and is now a luxury, industrial-chic architect’s dream. It has super high ceilings with exposed ductwork and these floor-to-ceiling windows that I’m obsessed with. They’re a little over a hundred years old, and they turn my apartment into a greenhouse.
It’s amazing. And absolutely perfect for my succulent obsession.
When we moved in, my first housewarming gift was a jade plant, also known as a money tree. Even though I barely paid attention to it, it thrived on my windowsill. So I read a little about what the heck this plant even was. And then I started seeing succulents everywhere. I think it’s like how they say once you buy a car, you start seeing your car everywhere? Same thing.
But then I learned about propagating, and that was a game changer for me.