I’m a plant mom, have been for a very long time. I think I inherited my love of greenery from my dad, who was a plant dad. In some ways, he was a better plant dad than kid dad. Our house in Virginia had a sliding glass door and, in front of that sliding glass door, my dad had shelves of plants of all varieties. Including cacti. He used to tell us all the time not to run in the house because we might fall on the cacti and hurt one. Yes, seriously. And, one day, my sisters and I were running through the house, when one of us {me},…