Username's phantasmagoric dream journal of psychedelic delirium

I was living in an apartment complex with my little brother and my dad. It had a London like vibe to it, and was quite nice. There were rows and rows of one story apartments and then a bigger complex with a clock tower in it. My dad was smoking a cigar and carrying a plant. Apparently if you put ash in it it will grow. He also had moldings so he could shape it differently when it started to grow. It doesn't make a lot of sense now, but it did in the dream.