This is Porthos. It took me a while to realise that this, which I call Gullranka in Swedish is what people mean when they say Pothos plants. Golden Pothos became Porthos, because there are three vines (Porthos was one of the three musqueteers).
My sister again gave me this, that she cut and waterpropagated from her own and then stuck into soil right before she gave it to me. I then very unceremoniusly put the nursery pot inside a coffee mug, because she needs replanting but I’m out of pots so need a visit to a second hand store in the near future. He won’t actually be living where he is in this picture, it was just better lighting there.
Ideally, I’d like him to be in a hanging pot, because once he grows a bit and fills out, that’s going to be gorgeous, and it also means he can have some more light so his leaves stay a bit lighter.
