Feb. 23rd, 2009

jazzfish: an open bottle of ether, and George conked out (Ether George)
My workplant is blooming again. Its flowers startled me last year; the plant is one of those big leafy things that you see in office buildings for Greenery. I rescued this one from an office that was closing down in September '06, and [livejournal.com profile] uilos split it in two. Last year at about this time it decided to put out weird-looking oval leaves with clear sticky drops on them. I had no idea what was going on until one of the ovals split to reveal a white column. This year the only startling thing is the sheer number of them. Last year there were three or four, and now it's easily double that, with more peeping up through the leaves every week or so. I guess with the heater kicking on, the plant has decided that winter is the new spring.

I rescued a bromeliad from the trash can last Xmas, too. A couple of months later it put out a couple of spikes. The spikes have grown and opened out, and are now roughly 1/3 the size of the original plant. Supposedly it's now time to separate and repot them. I dunno; I'm partial to the Benevolent Neglect Plus Water method of plant care, but if they're actually going to outgrow their pot. . .

As long as I'm talking about plants, I bought a small bamboo from a stall in the NRV mall back in, um, late 2004? to show that yes, I too can have nice things. The three stalks got to the point of overbalancing the pot some months ago, so I snapped them off and put them in water. Two of them are at home and moderately happy; the third is with $coworker.new and seems pleased. The original plant is at work, and growing two new stalks out from the gravel. Sadly, the third major stem seems to have died off. But, as Jack Nicholson once said, two out of three ain't bad.

I think this was originally going to be a more serious and reflective post. Maybe that'll come later.

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"Jazz Fish, a saxophone playing wanderer, finds himself in Mamboland at a critical phase in his life." --Howie Green, on his book Jazz Fish Zen

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