Why am I crying over dead palm trees?

Grieving what we've lost this year, including the plants that didn't survive the freeze.

I have some over-attachment issues with my plants.

They aren’t really “my” plants, are they? I might have planted them, but they belong to themselves and to the universe.

Take this jasmine I planted along the fence a few years ago. I have fond memories of smelling those sweet white flowers as a young girl living in Florida, where I spent my early youth.

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