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Why I Refuse to Sell Certain Plants (and Why That’s a Good Thing)


You would think, as someone who sells plants, that I’d be thrilled to sell every single one that looks vaguely presentable.

You would be wrong.

Very, very wrong.

Because there are plants here that people ask about… and I say no.

Not because they’re unhealthy. Not because they’re ugly. But because they’re not ready.

And yes, I realise this is not how business is usually done.


The plant might look fine to you

It might be green. Upright. Alive. Existing successfully as a plant.

But I know it had a bad week three Tuesdays ago. I know it sulked after being repotted. I know that one leaf still isn’t sitting quite right.

So no. It’s not going anywhere yet.

It’s staying here until it sorts itself out emotionally.


Some plants are just… not at their best

Sometimes they’re growing awkwardly. Sometimes the symmetry isn’t there yet. Sometimes they’re in that weird teenage phase where nothing looks balanced.

And I’m not sending that home with someone.

Not until it has its glow-up.


This probably makes me a terrible businesswoman

Because I will happily tell someone,

“Not this one. Ask me again in a month.”

Which is not something you learn in business school.

But it is something you learn when you genuinely love what you grow.


But here’s the important part

This is nature.

And nature will never be flawless.

Leaves get marks. Tips get scars. Old growth shows history. Wind happens. Sun happens. Life happens.

A plant with zero marks has either lived a very sheltered life… or is plastic.

Nature is perfect in its imperfection.

So, when I say a plant isn’t ready, I don’t mean it needs to be perfect. I mean it needs to be at its best version of itself — healthy, balanced, happy, and showing off what makes it special.

Marks and character? Completely normal. Expected, even.


I wait for that moment

The moment where I look at it and think,

“Yes. Now you’re ready to go make someone else happy.”

Until then, it stays.

Gets fussed over. Rotated. Monitored. Mildly judged.


So if you ever see a plant listed for sale here…

Just know it had to pass inspection first.

Not a scientific inspection.

A very picky, slightly obsessive, plant-loving human inspection.

And that’s a very high bar.


 
 
 

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