If you read my previous diary, you know I lied with being in the last grow. A neighbour who got (re)infested with growing wanted to do me a favour as his expression of gratitude, and so I came to having to nurse another lady.
Meet Chlorothilda. She’s the right one in the picture, and while she was always a bot behind her sister, initial root growth looked very promising. But instead it stayed at this stage for a long, long time, and all her childhood she did not really want to strive.