Then God said, “I’?ve given you every sort of seed-bearing plant on Earth and every kind of fruit-bearing tree, given them to you for food. To all animals and all birds, everything that moves and breathes, I give whatever grows out of the ground for food.”
And there it was.
Today I finally repotted my crazy plant. Its single growth previously occupied three separate pots, and for months I’?ve intended to get a pot to give it more room. Finally today Karissa and I went to Lamoreaux Nursery (I think it’?s called), where I found what looked like a fairly large pot.
We wandered around in the moist-dirt smelling greenhouses, me carrying my $2.99 pot, looking at little sprouting green plants that we both agreed looked like weeds and speculating as to why people put big reflective balls in their gardens. Finally, satisfied that the proprietors hadn’?t stashed small bags of soil in their far greenhouse, we went to buy my pot. I asked at the counter if they had a small amount of dirt I could buy, and explained I only really needed to fill the pot. The nice guy behind the counter took my pot, confirmed I just wanted it filled, and vanished into their main greenhouse area. A minute later, he returned with the pot full of soil and rang up the total as $3.99, thoughtfully including a plastic bag to put the soil-filled pot into to avoid spillage on the way home.
I felt very satisfied with this purchase.
The repotting turned out messy, of course, and I hope my plant survives. I expect it will, or one of its little clone-babies will at least. This is the world’?s hardiest plant, even tougher and more prolific in reproducing than a spider-plant. I love it.