Monday, January 31, 2011
The Murderer of Plants
Not only am I afraid I'm a plant murderer but I think I torture the poor plants first. Unfortunately, my main method of deciding when plants should be watered is by looking at them when I walk by. "Oh! That plant is drooping. I'd better water it!" But then I might get busy and not remember until the next time I glance at the plant when I walk by. They can handle this for a while but eventually it does them in -- every time.
I don't do this on purpose. I feel bad every time. It is because I was tired of feeling sad for all of my house plants that I finally just got rid of them. I think I gave some away but most I simply never replaced after they died. Still, occasionally Derek will bring me a rose plant and I will try my best to take care of it. Unfortunately, the last one still died in about a month. I cried for the poor rose bush because it had come to me, and somehow, I was sure that I had inadvertently been the cause of its death.
So last night I came up with a plan. I named the rose plant Rosey since one of the plants that I had that lived the longest had a name. I took Charlie the plant to college with me and he lived for a very long time. I think I used to talk to Charlie and so maybe I'd better chat with Rosey now and then. I figure, if I put the rose plant in a bigger pot, with lovely dirt, and put her in our piano room, and let her listen to beautiful music while soaking up as much sun as possible, then maybe Rosey will thrive. Maybe this time I will not end up being The Murderer of Plants. Now if I can just remember the water!
*Every now and then Mom C. lets me water her outside potted plants when they are gone. I always think this is extremely brave of her. I always wonder if she is tempted to get someone else to check on the plants when I'm not there, or if she just prays really hard that they'll live. So far so good. I can even keep potted flowers outside alive at my house -- with a lot of help from Kayli! Sadly, when I get feeling overwhelmed with my to do list I can always convince myself that those flowers are really hardy and that one day without water won't kill them. (As if the five minutes it takes to water them will kill me!)