Cactussy

Really, Alice, it is a most wonderful tree; for I have been trying to count how many other plants are growing upon it, ferns and cactussy things.

She also showed me, in each corner of the house, a sort of cactussy plant with big thorns which was to keep the spirits away that were being sent her by the evil coffee shop owner and his wife.

‘What’s aloe vera?’ she asked. / ‘It’s the cactussy-looking plant on the window ledge in the kitchen,’ said her mum.