Keri: "Did you notice that plant was dry and dying?"
Chris: "Yeah."
Keri: "Um, then why didn't you water it?"
Chris: "It was a test."
Keri: "What?"
Chris: "I was waiting to see if you'd notice and water it."
Keri: "Well I didn't and it is now dead."
Chris: "Yup, you failed."
Keri: "And you are partially responsible."
Chris: "How does that work? It was your plant."
Keri: "Negligent homicide."
I'll give you one word that pretty much sums up my previous experience to date with houseplants...death. I have seen the demise of many plants in my role as caregiver to greenery...however, I'm not sure that Chris' thumbs are any greener than mine.
In this sanity-induced hiatus from major house projects, one of my goals is to nurture my thumbs to become slightly greener ...celadon thumbs. Since it is a very light shade, my interpretation is that most things should stay alive but it lets me off the hook for a few...
There are a few reasons for my goal of nature-loving thumbs.
Reason #1 & #2 (above). When Grandma Flietstra passed away at the end of last September, there was a beautiful and creative floral arrangement that was made up of a variety of potted plants. I got an African violet and the funky-leafed one (still trying to identify...possibly a variety of a Alocasia or Amazonica). I've been trying to keep them alive but was, um, failing again...they were in critical condition. That was until Grandma Versluys came down for the housewarming party last weekend, bringing along Reason #3. A ZZ Palm (below in the bright blue pot) armed with some much-needed tools for keeping plants alive, a moisture meter so you don't over water and Miracle Gro Houseplant food. Genius.
When you look up green thumb in the dictionary, you'll find a picture of Martheen Versluys. Her ability to grow almost anything - and keep it alive - is quite amazing to me.
She's also a fountain of knowledge about plants and caring for them. She took one look at my plants and worked her green-thumbed magic. After discovering that the African violet had 2 baby plants as well as the main plant, she guided me through how to re-pot them.
Before we could re-pot the plants, we had to make a trip to Home Depot for some supplies like African violet potting soil, standard potting soil, a few pots...oh yeah, and another plant. Chris fell for it at first sight (below, a type of Cordyline). After receiving the expert's approval (Grandma) and swearing that it was his responsibility to care for it, it made it's way home with us...for $6.99. Home Depot was selling a slightly bigger one that came in a nice big planter - for $39 bucks. Hobby Lobby had all their planters 50% off so we picked up one for about $15 bucks. Um, deal.
Now, the Cordyline did not look this shiny and healthy at the store. When I agreed to take it home with us, I honestly was thinking for $6.99 it would keep Chris entertained for a few weeks until it died.
But given 10 minutes, a soft cloth/towel, patience and a spoonful of mayonnaise, the plant looks like a million bucks. Grandma's got quiet a handful of tricks up her sleeve (above). Who would have thought mayo? Not me...but after seeing the results I'm a believer. I really hope Chris keeps this one alive. Thanks for passing on the green-thumbed knowledge, Grandma! Our plants are thanking you too...
Especially, the pink one. Last night, I noticed that my Gerbera daisy was taking a bow...looking a bit critical. I song line "and another one bites the dust" started playing in my head but I quickly changed the station and headed for the watering cup and Mirace Gro houseplant food Grandma had given us. I figured I might as well give it a try...and now, this morning, I am empowered. The pink Gerbera was standing up straight and looking very much alive. It might just be a rally but I'm hopeful!