Two months ago, when I received this box of Lithops, they had endured a week in transit. Their windowpanes were shriveled, and they were crammed into tiny pots—a somewhat sorry sight.
Repotting, providing light, and patient care. Two months later, new heads are thriving, they have regained their fullness, and all the unique patterns—red netting, branch-like lines, and faint textures—are clearly on display. Though a few have stretched into "little cushions" from extra water, the pot's vibrant vitality is the best reward.
From weary to flourishing, two months was all it took.
by jen_257
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