I’ve been going back and forth between ignoring and posting about “all that happened” last week, but I think I’m not going to write about it. It’s not that interesting and there’s really no need to dwell on the negative. Let’s just focus on the happy little things instead, that’s always the better choice.
When we talked about my kitchen Deb mentioned that my snake plant looked so healthy. It did, and I’m kind of proud of that, but I have a confession to make. I ever so cleverly took a photograph that didn’t show my spider plant (it was behind the snake plant on the table). Because what was in that pot wasn’t looking so well (top right). And neither did the other four pots of snake plants I had..
Once upon a time (i.e. six months ago) these pots (and two more) were full of healthy, leafy spider plants, but this is what’s left of them. I think the roots rotted away because of the overwatering I did before we left. So I took out the ones that still had more or less healthy roots and repotted them.
I really, really want them to survive. They are descendants of my daughter’s spider plant, and hers was a descendant of the one I had to leave behind when we moved here. It may sound weird, but I’m kind of attached to them.
So much better!