Seldom do I have a plant tell me quite so clearly that it’s in the mood for a new house. Granted, it’s long past due. This is the pot my father brought it over in, and I usually prefer something a little less, well plastic, for my indoor plants. I’ll have to take a looksee through my unclaimed pots in the garage and see if I have anything suitable. Otherwise, I see a trip to Lowes in my future.
In other houseplant news, the BF rescued me a lovely, large peace lily from the doctor’s office he’s been working at for the past month.
As you can see, it was getting a little neglected. I filled up the entire small trash can we keep in the dining room with leaves, and it’s looking much better:
It’s now located in a shady corner of my living room. I already had a smaller peace lily that my downstairs neighbor gave me after a declumping spree, but that one has never grown very much. It’s nice to get a ready made large clump.