This is the plant that sits on the filing cabinet in my office. I saved it from certain death.
Sometime last fall Debbie and I were visiting Buell's new office on the 1st floor of the ad building to steal Angie's old office chairs. (Long story...)
I noticed this plant shoved on top of a bookcase in the corner, forlorn and forgotten.
Since I'm such a plant-crazy old man, I of course scolded everyone in the room, grabbed the nearest water bottle, drug a chair to the bookcase, and climbed up to water the plant.
A few weeks later all three of Buell's student workers showed up at my office, all smiles, carrying the plant. "Here," they said. "This is for you."
I was ecstatic.
It's been on my filing cabinet ever since. All I've done is water it and turn it every couple weeks, and it couldn't be happier.
I used to love to save the plants that Mr. Mac would get rid of from Jorgenson Hall. He would put the dying ones outside, left for dead...until I came along.
ReplyDeleteIt's a great feeling to nurture something back to life and happiness.
Agreed! I remember you doing that with Mr. Mac's plants, and I often think of it when I'm about to embark on a new nature-nurturing project.
ReplyDeleteThis summer I had one really old houseplant that was especially scraggily. Tons of bare space on one side and then very bushy on the other. So I decided to cut it back and see if it would grow anew. Now all these weeks later it's covered in tons of baby sprouts. It's amazing. I'll post a picture soon.