So we’re having a blackout right now... I think maybe a transformer blew because the whole block is dark. So to keep the apartment lit we’re using Solaire. 😂😂 Ornstein is kinda there in the back...
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@variative I was compelled to photograph for you the current collection of our houseplants, because my grandpa is the greenest of thumbs to my black thumb, and most of these would be dead by now if it weren’t for him, and I thought you’d appreciate that.
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Fanny the ivy used to live at my apartment, but she was on the brink of death from lack of sun, and now she has lots of new green. The little clover-lookin’ things and the giant leafy begonia are cuttings from my great-grandmother’s plants; the clover things have shriveled up and rebloomed more times than I can count, and Angel the begonia was a gift to me from my aunt for my apartment, but haha if I was gonna take it up there and have it suffer the same fate as the ivy. The pothos plant next to the begonia was given to my mother when she was in the hospital birthing me, and it used to live at our house, meaning it got watered maybe once every other month if we remembered. Frankly I’m surprised it’s still alive after almost 29 years of suffering through those conditions. But now that it lives with Grandpa it’s so big and green and happy, and has multiple stems instead of one little pathetic spindly one!
Bamboo is bamboo, and it’s perfectly happy sitting in the corner. And we currently have three bouquets of flowers from various relatives.
Mimban the zz plant and Eve the cactus now live at my grandparents’, because now I live at my grandparents’, but those ones I was actually taking care of up at the apartment, so those are mine. I’m so proud of myself for not having killed them yet. They are my baby girls, and like the picture they’re often found with my clone boys. >.<
Grandpa (and Grandma, but mostly Grandpa) also has a pretty decent container garden for vegetables, though it’s all shriveled now that the growing season is pretty much done. But there’s still some green peppers hanging in there that need to be harvested soon. There were tomatoes and beets and cucumbers and green beans and lettuce this year too.
And then there’s this fucker. He gets his own paragraph because he’s special. Years ago, I spent a week with my cousins in South Dakota. When it was time for me to go back home, my cousins drove me halfway and my immediate family met them at a motel to pick me up. The motel owner had some little cacti growing along the building, and since my grandpa can talk to anyone about anything, they started chatting about the neat little things, how they could survive the winter, etc. And the guy was like “You want one?” So he cut off a lobe and gave it to my grandpa, and when we got home my grandpa just like...kinda sorta planted it in these rocks outside the house (I say kinda sorta because there’s not really a way to plant things in here; I’m pretty sure he just stuck it in the rocks and called it a day). And now, after I don’t even know how many years, that one little lobe has turned into this sprawling mass. How a cactus manages to survive a Minnesota winter is beyond me, but he’s on the south side of the house, so he gets lots of sun, and he gets little yellow flowers every spring. If he weren’t so deeply Christian, I’d think my grandpa was secretly a hedge witch.
