Reviving the Neglected:

As Spring is rapidly sprung across the land and Stepford barrels head-long into the season with domestic plants and sidewalk weeds alike bursting into flower, I am starting to take stock of my own garden which I have neglected over winter.

The truth of the matter is while I aspire to be a gardener, I have essentially a black-thumb, and I have almost a second side of me that is compelled to murder plants, usually through neglect.

To begin with:

 

I have lived in the city of Canberra, Australia's Capital, for nine years now. I've moved around a lot during this time as the life of a twenty-something renter generally dictates, however in September of last year after living in multiple houses I didn't in any way own and sharing my space with a Rouge's Gallery of different faces; I moved to the outer suburbs of the city I call home and into a house that my partner owns.