How to Propagate Abutilon indicum
The stubborn seeds refused to yield their secrets, their slumber unbroken. But then, the whisper of spring coaxed life from a cutting—a slender stem, dipped in rooting hormone, a silent prayer for growth. Days blurred into weeks, a tense vigil under the watchful eye of a humid dome. Finally, the miracle: delicate root hairs, reaching, grasping, a silent triumph. The reward? Not just a clone, but a living echo of vibrant bell flowers, a testament to patience and the thrill of coaxing life from the earth.