These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
He's happy
It's been nearly a month, but it's clear that my philodendron has taken to his new pot. Lots of new growth, many shiny new leaves. I'm so relieved, because if he's not happy, I'm not happy!
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I have the black thumb of death. I can't keep anything alive. Very pretty, shiny leaves!
ReplyDeleteI always take it personally when plants in my care crap out. I shouldn't but I do. YEY for your green thumb!
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