Monday, July 29, 2013

for the love of indoor plants

I love indoor plants.  My mom had several of them when I was growing up.  My dad used to be a florist, and I think he would bring them home to her when he thought she would like them.  She has several of them now all above her entertainment center and china cabinet.  
When I was dating Jesse, his mom bought me a plant, I killed it, and put the label on myself that I had a black thumb.
For years I didn't buy plants because I thought I had a black thumb when, really, I think I was just inexperienced.  So I shook off that label, and bought some plants.  
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What I've learned about raising indoor plants is that some will die, which is sad, but true. That doesn't mean I have a black thumb.  (I refuse to believe it!)  I try not to let it deter me from buying more plants.
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I've also learned not to overwater   This is tough for me.  I, now, feel the soil and if it feels moist, I fight the urge to water it anyway even though a few days have passed.  This means checking my plants often because they don't all need to be watered at the same time.  I love succulents, but they really don't like to be overwatered, and I have a hard time with them.  With succulents, I'm like a little girl with a puppy she loves so much she squeezes it too hard.  I have one succulent right now, and it's lost some leaves, and I'm worried I am squeezing it too hard.  ;)
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I also learned that bigger plants tend to be more resistant to a little neglect.  This is my biggest plant in the corner of my dining area:
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I love it.
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My favorite plant, by far, is my zebra plant though it's a very finicky plant:
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See other glimpses of my home here.

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