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Hydroponic Plants


Hydroponic plants in clear bottles are grown in water with static nutrient-rich water soluble solution. The roots adapted to water culture and could stay soilless in their lifetime. These plants are contained in mini glass bottles which could be hung or placed on a corner or centerpiece as decors, mementoes or novelty items. They range from 2 to 6 inches for the small size, 7 to 12 inches for medium  and the big ones are 1 foot and above. They are for personal collection, gifts or giveaways.

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NatureArt
Lepan Artworks & Life Stories
22 November 2019
0906 438 6672
0935 665 3216


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