I swear, I’m not paranoid…but, that being said, there is proof in the posting!
I raise a lot of plants, probably because my father was a botanist with a degree in biology and a couple courses shy of being a zoologist. I can’t tell you how many trees I’ve planted over the years. Seeing those same trees 30 years later from the time when I used to jump over them as a child to an adult where I’d have to climb them (if I wanted to break something, not only on the tree but my body). It’s awesome to know there is a living legacy growing out there, somewhere, even if we don’t own the land anymore. My father grew up during the depression and helped after the great fires of northern Wisconsin to replant those areas. After seeing what happened after Mount St. Helens blew, I’m sure Mother Nature would have re-seeded the areas nicely, however, the State of Wisconsin planted acres of trees, heck, more than that and now, eighty plus years later, they are tall and strong. Personally, I don’t like neat little rows but prefer a variance, a natural look.
Well, back to the point of this blog, and there is one, I assure you.
It’s coming to get me, and here is picture proof.
I grow a lot of spider plants, have a Christmas Cactus, and a few other odds and ends. My aunt gave me a couple of cuttings of a purple passion plant last year when I was down in Arkansas and it survived the drive back to WisconSIN. One of the cuttings died in the pot, but, some plants do not do well here in this house. There is something about it, and no, I don’t have a black thumb but a green one. But, one of the cuttings started growing crazily this year and as I type in bed because of my bad back, I gaze out the window and in front of the window are all my plants, all in hanging baskets, on a stand my son and I made. I had to do it like this because when Kitkat was alive, she enjoyed mowing plants down. Now that she is gone I could place them around the house, but, my window gets the most sun in my northern facing house and my window faces south. The plants that do survive in my house include three varieties of spider plants that I really enjoy. It gets pretty lush.
Maybe it’s because of what I feed them. They don’t get straight water since the village puts chemicals in it, supposedly for our health (I don’t drink it either, shudders). Instead, I feed my plants water from my fish tanks, the bottom water that I siphon out to clean my tanks. This nutrient rich water is full of plant matter and fish droppings. Sometimes I will filter THIS through a plant set up where it goes through nutrient rich dirt and into a bucket (what can I say, I’m a mad scientist). My plants seem to love it. Even the water that goes INto these fish tanks stands in a five gallon bottle for weeks until the chemicals dissaperate, or rather evaporate.
I don’t understand why some plants don’t like the aura of this house. Personally, I no longer like the aura either but that is neither here nor there. I moved here with a couple of absolutely HUGE succulents that were the sizes of bushes, jade plants to be exact and they BOTH died in this house. I also moved here with a couple of display of Mother-in-Law Tongues, aka Snake Plants and sometimes called Sword Plants that had been cuttings from my grandmother and the plants were over 40 years old! All died in this house and I was heartbroken. I didn’t (then) feed them the water from my tanks but that was how I learned the water out of the tap was BAD! As I said, the aura is bad and I need to move on, taking my ‘few’ plants with me. My sword plants once were in one of those half wine barrels and I got them to bloom! Apparently they bloom once every seven years but I had so many in that barrel they bloomed EVERY year, man that is the most sickening flower smell you ever want to smell! Someone once offered me $400 for that half-barrel, but, we had a freeze that night before he could come pick it up!
My dream home would have an arboretum, a sun room, or just fantastic windows to grow plants! Btw, this is what a Purple Passion plant is SUPPOSED to look like, not the one vine reaching out to GET me!
Meanwhile, I wait for this purple passion plant, the one vine is over seven feet long! I can see it ‘hesitating’ in its growth of where it’s going to go. In the evening it is leaning towards my right as it might head back towards the window it grew up, it’s vine thickening as it grows. In the morning it leans towards my left and as if it is contemplating whether or not it will head towards me at the headboard of my bed. It’s a smart thing too, it has now figured out it will get added support/strength by resting on top of the post that holds up all the plants (except for those hanging from the curtain rod).
So, if I don’t appear on social media someday, you know, it GOT me!
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