Mr. McGregor’s Daughter asked all of us to take a census of our houseplants. Somehow, this census is supposed to save her relationship with all of her houseplants, or was that her husband? I can’t remember. She said anything alive counts, so here goes:
The above are barely living tulips. Don’t ask me why they look so bad. I also have a very sad Norfolk pine which is hanging on, and being the merciful sort I am, I did not photograph it because it was too embarrassed. Let’s move on to the amaryllis (really Hippeastrum) which finally decided to bloom after Christmas. I had plans for it with the jolly, red decor, but sometimes plants don’t cooperate.
The next picture is in here just because I love the vase which I purchased online. I also have a blue one, but forgot to photograph it. Antique stores are another great way to find bulb vases, once you’ve gone over the edge and are growing bulbs everywhere.
My double pink hyacinth called the double Chestnut Flower (1880) is starting to bloom. It is surrounded in the pot by white hyacinths which, I’m guessing, aren’t going to catch up to the pink one. Oh well, something to look forward to I suppose. I bought the double pink from Old House Gardens, and it does live up to the catalog’s glorious praises. It is nicely scented and beautiful to gaze upon. At the moment, watching it unfurl those double petals is about as good as houseplants get in my opinion.
“That’s not fair,” cry the Christmas cacti, Schlumbergera et al. (one of them may be a Thanksgiving cactus). All three are perched indignantly around the tub reminding me that they have now bloomed twice. I do enjoy bathing with them, and after reading the new issue of Country Gardens magazine, I think we should add some African violets in vintage containers to the mix. They could sit in the windows I think.
I’m really rather ashamed of how light pink is potted up. Its original dark brown pot was knocked over by one of the cats, and HH threw it into this pot. Because I’m a terrible indoor gardener, I’ve never re-potted it. I think I’ll fix that this weekend.
I found this little number at a local nursery last winter. I felt bad because I didn’t have any indoor plants except the cacti, so I saw this little jungle number and brought it home. It also resides in the bathroom which is the best place in my house because of the humidity. The aforesaid kitten likes to hide between the leaves and eat this plant. It hasn’t killed her yet, so I guess it isn’t poisonous. Oh, and before you call PETA, I’ve tried to get it away from her. I really have.
A few more bulbs (about ten in all), and that’s it. However, against my better judgment, I’m considering a terrarium. This afternoon I bought and I’m now reading Tovah Martin’s, The New Terrarium: Creating Beautiful Displays for Plants and Nature because she is coming to Oklahoma to speak in Tulsa (February 13, 2010) and Oklahoma City (February 14, 2010) as part of the OHS’s education series. By the way, the talks are open to the public and free.
Martin almost has me convinced. The terrariums look easy care, and if you want to live inside this house, you almost need to care for yourself, especially if you’re a houseplant. Just ask the cacti.