Friday, February 13, 2009
My mom had a green thumb. Two green thumbs. Not only was our yard always full of flowers, but the house was always full of house plants. On windowsills, on plant stands, hanging in macrame hangers. If you were born after 1985, you may not know what macrame (ma-cruh-may) is; here is a plant hanger in all its hippie-era earthiness.
I did not inherit the green thumb gene. My few attempts at house plants years ago didn't end well. At some point I just gave up and have never had a living, growing green thing in my house since.
Then the other day I was at Aldi and they had these huge, lush plants for only $8.99. I'm pretty sure a plant this size anywhere else would be at least $25. I couldn't pass it up.
It really brought my living room to life. I feel like I must point out here that, yes, I know the walls aren't painted and I don't have window treatments and I have a cheap IKEA lamp in the corner. It's only temporary, people. Okay, well verging on semi-permanent. But I will get to it, eventually.
Anyway, my point is the impact one plant made. And in the spirit of Melissa's Beautiful Life (link above), I'm looking at the bright side of what I can do right now. I may go back and get one or two more. I don't want to go overboard, but a little green here and there might be nice. I promise, no macrame.
Now, if only I can keep it alive.