While I was off getting through an hospitalization and then disposing of an organ I didn't really need because it was full of stones at another facility, my Baby Cycad unfurled its tiny fronds while I was not here to watch.
Today I could stand dying tomato plants no longer and started cutting them down in easy to handle pieces. That effort was short-lived but it was a start.
While I was away, a Brug cutting rooted and bloomed.
While I was waiting for the surgery, I came to grips with the fact that some things might die. I lost fewer than anticipated. He-Who-Mows managed to remember to turn on the vent fan and the mist system every morning.