Good Morning Sunshine
I woke up thinking about trees this morning, specifically MY trees. Well, they used to be my trees. Months ago my ex partner and I made a trip to Washington, where I fell in love with the japanese maple. After returning from our trip I was convinced that I could grow them successfully in our climate. I was overzealous and extremely cautious, preferring to try and grow them indoors under artificial light during the winter to which they stayed dormant. I impatiently waited for spring to approach and as March faded into April I moved them outside and within weeks they burst to life. After months of trepidation the trees were finally alive and flourishing, I was ecstatic, however, anyone thats ever lived in Las Vegas before knows that spring is short lived and leads very quickly into the scorching summer heat. The trees became sunburned, the leaves turning crispy, and I was forced to bring them back inside. I grew confused and irritated at myself for trying to force them to grow...