My Dad kept this huge cactus in a tiny pot for thirty years and it was dying. I said we should transplant it but he said he was worried about transplant shock. I transplanted it today to surprise him and it all fell apart. So I assorted the dead pieces…
I had no clue it was going to do that and I feel so incredibly guilty. I was just trying to do something nice but then it backfired. Here’s a picture of it before: