In our last long stay rental my wife tried to make it a home by taking a cutting of an ash tree and trying to make it grow. It didn’t grow one mm in 8 years. We got out of there taking the cutting with us to somewhere I wanted to be back in my home area and it started sprouting buds and leaves and grew.

I took a leaf out of her dad approach to gardening he was a keen bonsai grower and I took an holistic approach to plants. Nurture them don’t force them to grow you only grow roots where you want to be. It was short lived the landlord snatched what little hope we had from under our feet so we’d to move not long after we’d moved in.

I found us somewhere else not the best place but it’s better than being homeless, that was 18 months ago. The ash tree cutting has stopped growing, stopped back in July this year. I hate the place, it’s depressing me it’s a dump full of ignorant cunts. My wife doesn’t think it’s that bad, take at look at the cutting it’s dying again.

I’m not a tree hugger or a hippie but theres something symbiotic going on. Her plants are all thriving, all shop bought house plants the sluts of all vegetation. The cutting needs a new bed but I don’t want to force it so I’m not going to feed it and let it hibernate until we get out of this shithole.

It went from 6 inches to over a foot in under a year, from a bare twig to a sapling. When we eventually get ‘home’ I’ll plant it in our garden