The weather was still gray, it was raining lightly, and I didn't want to go anywhere, so I could only look out from the balcony by the railing.
The day before yesterday posted a headline about raising flowers, but I didn't expect to attract the attention of many flower friends, raising flowers this thing, really the more time you spend, the better it grows. Because of pregnancy, I didn't take care of it for a while, resulting in many flowers dying. Now one left the sunflower (the sunflower was photographed last year, this year only the old pile remained, which is still dormant), the moon season, chrysanthemum, gardenia, longevity flower and fried berry grass. None of the three pots of hydrangea survived.
People who don't keep flowers don't understand that feeling, just like someone doesn't understand why I can stare at a pot of flowers (even if they don't bloom, only leaves) for half a day.
