“… most people have been brainwashed into believing that their job is to copyedit the world, not design it.” Seth Godin
So here’s some wisdom I learned from the man tending the floral department at a regional grocery store. But he didn’t share his wisdom until I committed to a purchase. It all had to do with my giraffe, Charles.
For those of you who’ve been reading along these past few weeks you know that I’ve recently purchased a six-foot giraffe to stand among foliage in my dining room bay window. I placed some artificial foliage behind Charles, all the while wishing I could get some real tropical plants – huge, lush, and within my budget. That means cheap.
This past Monday I stopped to pick up some dishwashing liquid and saw that the aforementioned store had a sale on huge, lush tropical plants for only $15 each. Being a quick calculator I remembered that Tuesday is floral discount day with an extra 10% discount in the floral department. Of course I returned the next day to make my purchase.
As a woman possessing the gardening thumb of death I asked the young man on duty to point me toward the tropical plants that were the most difficult to kill. He told me to avoid the brightly colored plants and the Boston ferns. Otherwise, I and the plants should have a long and happy life together.
Daring to dream I made my selection and left with two healthy plants. Charles is now ensconced in a jungle setting.
And it was just before I left that the young man gave me his advice for plant success. He said that most people fail with plants because they overwater. “Neglect,” he said. “Lean toward neglect, use distilled water, and trim off any dry tips.”
My husband said he’s going to get a T-shirt that says, “I am not a plant.” Unlike plants we people do not thrive on neglect. I hope that people around me don’t need T-shirts to help me remember that.
And finally, even though plants need a lot less water than I imagine, I’m not sure that plants actually thrive on neglect. So I talk to my plants every day. I thank them for being there and for being so beautiful. “We’re here for you,” they tell me.
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.