This morning the horticulture group (a little subset of my garden club) met at my house. Topic: houseplants
Yesterday, I was thinking what a perfect topic this was. Temps were nearing 60 degrees---sunny, I was expecting a good crowd and lots of 'show and tells'. And then...
are we still blaming the polar vortex? The temps plummeted, the winds whipped, and minutes before people were expected.... CRACK!
Thank goodness no one was walking under it.
It pretty much blocked the sidewalk. These are tough women, though. Can you believe, everyone just sort of scampered around it...no big deal. A couple gave it a yank....but, it's not going anywhere without the help of a saw.
So, obstacle course, freezing temps....and still, they came armed with their 'babies'.
These fell off an 'ailing' Crown of Thorns (Euphorbia milii). Its owner had carefully swaddled all 2 1/2 feet of it and lugged it over in hopes of a diagnosis. It wasn't quite as perky as it's been. She had repotted it using potting soil....we thought that might have been too dense for this semi-succulent. She's going to try repotting, mixing some sand in the mix. Anyone out there have any other ideas? According to an old Thai saying, the number of flowers you have on your crown of thorns will foretell your luck in life. She's one lucky lady...it was covered in buds. (I'd say one lucky plant to have such a caring owner.)
Another friend brought a flowering branch from her Mother of Thousands (bryophyllum daigremontianum). How could she have cut this stunning pink stalk??
Another brought her 'sad' oxalis (shamrock), but new shoots were popping up everywhere, and the consensus was that it should be looking fine by St. Paddy's day!
My favorite houseplant of all time came to visit...the mistletoe fig (ficus deltoidea); this visitor was a 3 year old beauty. I really have to order one!!
Another friend brought a bunch of jade (crassula ovata) babies; I tossed mine in a succulent pot. Good luck, babies.
As you can see----we were all having a very nice time. We talked about some favorite books, combating aphids and white flies, shared some old gardener's tales (when is the right time to plant? drop your pants and sit on the ground and if it's not too cold for you, your plants will be fine!! I failed to get the title of this book...I don't think I'm going to practice what it preaches anyway.), and then.....
a friend caught my eye and mouthed......m-o-u-s-e !! (eek!)
Oh, Mickey. Why couldn't you have waiting just 20 more minutes to scamper across the kitchen? He comes in every time it get cold. I honestly think he leaves as soon as it warms up....we've put traps EVERYWHERE and he simply side-steps them. Peanut butter? Not interested. And of course, Freddy won't give him the time of day.
So, what happens when 10 women are sitting around and a mouse makes an appearance? Why, segue the conversation to traps, foiled remedies, and mouse tales.
I love these women.