Today I bought three new plants.  One is a cactus to go in the sunny south facing window, and the other two are leafy greens which, the salesman assured me, cannot be killed.  I’m not a black thumb, but neither am I a green thumb, so I need relatively hardy plants. I like the kind that thrive with a weekly watering and nothing more.  I don’t know how to prune (or when, or why!), only repot when it seems to me that the plant is getting too big (but how would I know?), and basically never fertilize.  Sometimes I use that liquid stuff you add to their water.  But not usually.

I love having plants around!  It increases me sense of peace in the home to have lots of plants, being all quiet and green and plantlike.  Growing.  Turning to face the sun.  Soaking up water.  Plotting world domination (ya never know, do ya?).  There are now six plants in my living room and one in the kitchen, all sort of the same smallish size.  Once they grow it will be like living in a jungle.  Especially since every year I get a couple more!  I wish I could show you pictures of my little green babies but alas, my camera died.  Just imagine them.