A Glimpse of Things Other Than Cats That Live in My Home

After the AleFest, Jake and I stopped at the grocery store for an onion and vanilla ice cream (onion for him, ice cream for me to go with the delicious oatmeal cookies he'd bought at Trader Joe's earlier in the week).  As we passed a cart of discounted plants and flowers,  I had to stop. 

I came home with a Cyclamen ($2.99) which I transplanted (pot on sale at Lowes for $2.99) as a thank you for my parents who treated us to pizza and salad at Dewey's (in fact I'm warming up leftovers right now) and a mini rose bush ($2) for myself.  I'm not sure if the rosebush will bloom anymore - I can't find any buds on it - but it was too pretty to pass up for a mere two bucks.  The daisies and the lovely Muppet looking yellow flower are what remains of the birthday flowers I received from the office (Season Three Sept 4th - woot!).  Daisies are my favorite flower for for many reasons - the fact that they continue to hold their color and live for weeks is just one of them. 

I also came home with a new pet, aptly named Wednesday.  Who can pass up a Venus Flytrap for only two dollars?  Not me! I transplanted her into a cute blood red pot I also got on sale for $1.99. You're supposed to pot them in soil made for African Violets so I'll have to make another stop for a bag of that and a mister (as in the type that softly sprays water, not the type that means a new boyfriend) as you're supposed to keep the soil damp.  Last year I had a plant (named Gomez) which had leaves that would curl up when you touched them.  Gomez was totally awesome but, unfortunately, he didn't last long.  I'm not sure if it was the transplanting, where I had him in the room or the fact that I couldn't stop touching the leaves every time I walked by that killed him.  So I'm really going to try harder with my second vaguely creepy plant.  My apartment is pretty bug free so I'm also resisting the urge to go outside and find a few to feed to Wednesday because...well, that's kind of gross.

Ahem, Wednesday is also quite a lush and spends all of her time hanging out at the bar.  It's a bit embarrassing really. 

And I leave you with a quote from Henry David Thoreau...and my yucca plant.   

Comments

[Delly Bean]

I had a sensitive plant once too! What a delightful plant...I totally forgot about mine.

Sadly, I don't name my plants, though I do talk to my ficcus (it's in one of the paths to my sewing station at work and I often apologise for running into it).