i love my house plants. a normal amount, mind you, but i like my plants. i've got a bunch, and besides a Jade plant, i really don't know what any of them are... ah well... but i can make them thrive, and that's what really matters...
growing up, my mother was an avid outdoor gardener-- roses, shubbery, and even at one point a vegetable garden-- but we had NO houseplants, none that were real anyway. she would spend hours outside tending her gardens, but she thought that houseplants were too much work. whatever.
the majority of my plants are like philadendons, but i don't think that is REALLY what they are. one of them i got six or more years ago, and i have propagated another five from that one. the parent plant was gettting root-bound, so i just repotted it in something larger tonight. the first one that i propagated off of it is now as big as the parent, which is pretty "exciting" (in a boring kind of way...)
i've got a row of cacti in the kitchen window; one i even started from just a seed maybe about eight years ago. it's like a saguaro cactus, but they don't start growing arms until they are MUCH older (probably older than i will get...)
The Evil Ex and i actually had a lot of plants; we even tried growing tomatoes indoors (but they got dropped while we moved, so they didn't last. otherwise, they had a good chance...)
Come spring, when it is growing season, i'll be propagating some more again. i've got space in the kitchen for quite a few hanging plants. why buy new ones, when i can "make" my own?
If I happen upon a Me at the door…
8 years ago

