If you’ve been around here for a while, you know that I have rich history with plants. They bring me so much joy! I wrote many posts on the topic, (here, here, and here) but I’ve never mentioned gifted plants. When Malcolm and I first moved into our house, we hosted a housewarming party. When people asked me what I need for the house, I always answered “plants!”. Friends and family also brought me a lot of plants when I was sick (which, I won’t lie, some of them died because I was too sick to care for them properly. I lost a beautiful cactus that I still think about to this day, almost three years later. His name was Oscar). When my first born animal, Simone, died in 2020, my dear friend brought a sun-loving succulent to me with a handwritten note that read “For Simone who loved the sun also.” Every time I water these plants, I feel the warmth of my friends and family’s love. I remember Simone laying outside in the sun every chance she got. I remember my loved ones visiting me in the hospital. I remember my community and how lucky I am to have such a community of kind-hearted, generous souls. My people rock, y’all!
I also enjoy gifting plants myself. I have a huge variegated spider plant that produces so many babies, I have a hard time keeping up with them. I propagate those, put them in glass bottles, and give them out whenever I have a chance. They are a hardy breed, so they can withstand almost any environment. I just love those little guys. I cannot wait until my Monstera and Fiddle Leaf Fig are big enough that I can propagate those as well!
What’s delighted you lately?