turning point.
I have come to an important life decision. :) I'm giving up on growing plants in dirt. (For now...at least until I get a place with enough light and room for growing things that I can justify buying proper supplies for a larger selection of plants.) I don't know very much about water gardens yet--there seems to be a lot of conflicting information out there, but so long as I have a few sources of free cuttings, I think I'll just experiment a little bit and see what works best for me.
I had been mostly letting my few remaining plants take care of themselves, since I was burned out from investing so much effort and love into them, only to have mother nature eat them. But I recently discovered that my ivy was dying. The lovely dark green ivy that had been with me from the beginning but really flourished since I hung it near the top of the window, and had survived all the onslaughts from pests and three weeks without water. I was quite distraught to find it was dying for no apparent cause, but now I fear part of it may have frozen to death. (How tragic...) Now that the only plants I have left are houseplants (the last of the lettuce finally gave up), turning my attention to water gardening is renewing my interest in my plants. This is most likely a good thing because I feel like green growing stuff makes my apartment about twice as welcoming.
I'm not feeling very, um, inclined to communicate with people right now, hence the poorly-written and boring post. I'm going back to puttering around on my little projects now.
I had been mostly letting my few remaining plants take care of themselves, since I was burned out from investing so much effort and love into them, only to have mother nature eat them. But I recently discovered that my ivy was dying. The lovely dark green ivy that had been with me from the beginning but really flourished since I hung it near the top of the window, and had survived all the onslaughts from pests and three weeks without water. I was quite distraught to find it was dying for no apparent cause, but now I fear part of it may have frozen to death. (How tragic...) Now that the only plants I have left are houseplants (the last of the lettuce finally gave up), turning my attention to water gardening is renewing my interest in my plants. This is most likely a good thing because I feel like green growing stuff makes my apartment about twice as welcoming.
I'm not feeling very, um, inclined to communicate with people right now, hence the poorly-written and boring post. I'm going back to puttering around on my little projects now.