I have never liked these planters. Are these flowers? Are these grass? Nope, these are just useless plastic straws my former roommate had decided to buy to make the apartment look “greener”.
My former roommate is one of those people whose dream is to be gardener but kills every plant she touches. I, on the other hand, have the opposite effect on plants. Every plant I grow flourishes.
So why do I need these fake plants in my apartment? I can’t take cool macro photos or watch them grow since they are plastic.
Right, I don’t need them.
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.