When I was 6-7 my dad got me interested in gardening by growing cacti.
These are the remaining cacti which have survived my neglect for 23 years.
It’s probably my earliest memory seeing all these tiny cacti growing. My favourite was a barrel cactus which grew about a foot in height before the slugs decimated the base and it collapsed and slowly rotted over a year.
You’d think cacti would be hard to grow, but they weren’t. You’d think they need a really sunny position, well for the last 6 years they’ve been in a north facing position and they’re still with us.
Now they’re in a south facing position and I’m looking forward to maybe growing some more…