D.O.P.-T. (Wednesday)

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I finally repotted the spider plant whose ancient hanging basket had disintegrated into little chunks of plastic. It had only needed doing for half a dozen years ... it's now in one of the grey pots I scavenged from the kerb a few years ago, while the other has the volunteer tomato plant I found growing in front of the compost bin. That one is also starting to disintegrate in the sun, but for now the spider plant has a home where its roots are in the dark. And a bit of new soil around the sides.