I have no green thumb. Stuart even less so. Therefore, we have no potted plants in our house.

Every 5 years or so, I get one from an acquaintance (who does not know me that well) or my mother (who – as all mothers do – keeps believing in me). Every time, I firmly decide this time will be different… until the plant dies for overwatering, underwatering or some mysterious malady caused by a chronic lack of care.

I can still photograph nice plants in other people’s houses.