How to Propagate Acalypha grandis
The crimson catkins of the chenille plant, velvety as a caterpillar’s coat, beckoned. But coaxing new life from this tropical beauty proved a trial. Cuttings, fragile spears of hope, stubbornly resisted, each wilted leaf a tiny heartbreak. The humidity dome, a miniature rainforest, held its breath. Then, one day, a hesitant green shoot, a fragile promise unfolding. The reward? Not just a new plant, but the quiet triumph of patience, a blossoming mirroring the persistent joy within.