Last Friday, I was out plant shopping like it was full on spring! 75 degrees, sun shining, birds chirping...and then, it changed. For the last two nights, we've had a fire in the fireplace, the gas furnace kicking on incessantly (GNG, you're killing me with the therm pricing this year), and we're putting on lotion like it's our JOB.

Harry was a Ficus who had been with his family for three decades. Unfortunately, a 40° Georgia night was too much for him, even under a cover. When the leaves stay brown and crispy after a few weeks, it’s usually a sign the internal plumbing has failed. We performed a "Scratch Test," but the stems were dry. Harry’s journey had come to an end.