Sunday funday at Coromandel Cacti. Pulling up underneath a huge group of power pylons on a gravel driveway felt more like something out of a wonderful El Paso dream than the Mt. Wellington Highway. I didn't want to leave. But I did, with three more plants. I've pretty much got a cacti hothouse happening in my apartment right now. Coromandel Cacti my new Topshop? I believe so.
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