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So I killed all of my houseplants!! 😫 This book did come to mind though 🪴

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Here is one of my 19 houseplants. This one grows like a vine and extends around half of my dining room. It was given to me from a former neighbor.

See my photoblog: http://fredamans.blogspot.ca

i enjoy growing plants. but, i don‘t have a green thumb. i do love cactus! 🌵

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This looks fun, Where‘s Wally (Waldo) for houseplants. #HousePlantDay

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Picture courtesy of Pinterest.

I wish I had a green thumb! #houseplantday #januaryjazz @Alwaysbeenaloverofbooks @Eggs

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Although not his debut novel, this was the first work that Wyndham published without a pseudonym. Bill Masen, bandages over his eyes, wakes up after a bizarre meteorite shower has passed overhead. Removing the bandages he finds that everyone wandering the streets is now blind. And then Triffids, plants taller than humans, begin attacking. Definitely sounds like the premise of a campy film. Oddly enough, it actually works surprisingly well. (cont)