About

About

Nothing to see here. Just someone who went to Peru in 2002 and never fully came back.

That trip started something that couldn't be stopped. Over the years — through countless adventures across continents, down dirt roads, through festivals, deserts, and places that don't show up on maps — rare medicinal seeds and plants were collected, studied, propagated, and obsessed over. I didn't build a nursery. I built a lifestyle that happened to involve a lot of cacti.

Along the way I met extraordinary people on the magic bus. You know the type. The ones who show up exactly when they're supposed to and leave a mark you don't expect.

Then there's DonSancho.

Found him in a festival parking lot complaining about the stress of herding sheep. Being the soft-hearted fool that I am, I offered him a job. Big mistake. The man treats the greenhouse like a five-star resort. Every time I turn around he's horizontal between the Trichocereus, eyes closed, presumably "monitoring soil temperature." He refuses to go to the post office. He negotiates his hours constantly. He works Sundays only — and only if peanuts are involved. I've considered firing him no fewer than four hundred times.

But here's the thing. He keeps the greenhouse temperature surprisingly stable. Turns out a warm body between the cacti has its uses. Also someone needs to herd the cats and he's the only applicant.

So he stays. For now.

More cactus. More chaos. More DonSancho doing absolutely nothing. All of it on IG — follow us. More posts coming. Probably. I said probably.

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