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Moving on

For my 34th birthday, I wanted a Cactus Plant and so my brother got me the pot of cacti in the picture above. They were so small, round and cute, but still quite deadly. Just a little prick and it hurts quite a bit.

Then a year rolled around and I realized the pot was getting too small for them to grow in. So my mom and I transferred them into a larger deeper pot.

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I’m not entirely happy about it, since the tall one is still a bit too close to one of the other ones and two of them are slightly crooked as well. I’ll see what I can do to move them a bit farther apart later and possibly make them stand up straight instead.

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