In the nursery rhyme, there was an old woman who lived in a shoe.
In the wild world of my rural Agoura backyard, there is an ittybitty frog that lives in a teensyweensy clay pot in the shape of a fanciful hen.
The hen pot can barely sustain plant life, being less than 2 inches deep and 2 inches long. Only a few teaspoons of soil can be inserted. Plant roots have nowhere to go, but I figured a succulent cutting might take hold.
In time, the rooted cutting would be teased out carefully with...
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