Diabolic Gardens

This is the story of a journey.

Like many journeys, it includes joy and pain, beauty and death, trial and reward.
It is the story of love, perseverance, learning, and growth.

But in this story, you are the hero.

Welcome to the Diabolic Gardens!

Once upon a time, a long long time ago, an interest turned into a hobby turned into an obsession.

But you can never have too many plants, right? From Mizuna to Monstera, Diabolic Gardens is testing that theory...

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On this site you will find information about hydroponic indoor gardens, the processes to maintain them, and tracking efforts.

But that's not all!

There is also lots of info about houseplants and outdoor gardens, their care, and a slew of other stuff.

The goal is to share the good and bad of everything growing in the Diabolic Gardens.

Growing plants comes with responsibility. Like anything, if you neglect them, they'll die.

To have a Diabolic Garden is to have an emotional support system - your health is reflected in your plants' health.

A green environment is healthy for the soul and can revive even the darkest of outlooks.

Whether you can kill a cactus or have the greenest of thumbs,
let Diabolic Gardens inspire you to explore the greener side of life.

This site is a "living document" covering all the DG's trials and successes, so be sure to check back often for updates!

Diabolic Gardens: The Hidden Garden

Chapter One - The seed is planted

The day is bleak - its flat, gray light matches your solemn mood.

You wander to the window and look out over what remains of the grounds behind the castle. The once picturesque landscape you remember from your youth is now a tangle of defiant weeds in some areas and burnt skeletal remains in others - a reminder of the recent embattlement.

What had taken hundreds of years to perfect and cultivate is now gone within a single season.

You have fond memories of not long ago, running among the manicured maze of vegetation. In your imagination, it was a distant planet, a deserted island, or a dense jungle full of adventure and bewilderment. The heady scent of flowers and lush greenery made you feel hidden and safe, transported in your carefree life to the place of daydreams. If only that were still possible.

An impatient rustling in the doorway draws your attention. "My L...".

"No," you interrupt assertively without turning around. "There is nothing left over which I might reign. There is no need for titles now. In fact, my name has been reduced to ash. I have no need for it either."

"How would you like to be addressed, My..." the man says to your back, cutting himself off.

A pregnant silence hangs in the air. You trace the lines of your hand with your uncalloused finger as you contemplate the impractical freedom of remaining nameless.

You thoughtfully look over your shoulder towards him and reply, "Call me Gardener".

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