1) Thank you to the Rumour Mill. I love reading your blog, I sometimes secretly think we could be great friends in "real" life, and it makes me super happy that you're here.
2) I killed one of my plants this weekend. No big deal, I know. But this was one of five plants I've kept alive since 2005--all gifts given to us when Sophie passed away. Five years--that's a long time for plants, practically an eternity with me as caretaker. So, on that note, my feelings about the plant...
Green, slick, crisp-brown about the edges.
The white pot coated with a thin, sticky layer of dust from five years of hard living.
As the leaves begin to drip and fall, circling slowly about her curves.
Creeping toward an oblivion in the compost.
I decide to live on the edge--giving her one more day without water.
One minute it feels right to let her go.
The next I am standing over her, weeping--
Pouring glass after glass into the well of her dirt.
Making up for times I should have kept her afloat.
She is all that I have, this plant, on the brink.
She is all rubbery leaves now, earth smell and forest darkening.
(By Catherine A.G. Bayly)
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