A Green Thumb I Have Not

Oh hai! So I'm actually climbing Kilimanjaro right now. A really really massive mountain in Tanzania. Because apparently I'm one of those people who impulsively says yes to adventure and now, well, I have to live up to that reckless split second decision. Woah buddy. If you want to donate to the cause, we're raising funds for African Street kids. justgiving.com/ellyrarg. See you on the flip side with stories and photos and all that goodness! Arohanui! e x


And yet, somehow I found myself being that crazy plant lady on the tube as I ferried them home from work. Everybody stared, but I was mostly just glad I hadn't managed to kill them yet. Pam (from Sommerset) gifted them to me. I've long since admired her garden, and all her gorgeous little plants that she keeps throughout the house, almost effortlessly it seems. I missed having splashes of green at home, so last year she gifted me a seedling from one of her plants. I don't know what it was called, but it came home with me in a tiny pot with Sommerset soil. I placed it in a sunny window and then I pretty much killed it with love.

It started growing little roots, but then I think I overwatered it, so great was my desire to take care of it. Needless to say it died not long after.

Pam laughed when I told her, and on this last visit she gifted me two well grown plants already in planters. She told me they were pretty much impossible to kill, that I could neglect them and they would be fine. She also told me that under no circumstance was I to water them more than once a week. Five days at a stretch, if I feel I absolutely must water them.

Anyway, one is an Aspidistra, and the other is Aloe Vera. Aspidistra's are apparently indestructible, we'll see. I named them Aggie + Ava respectively. So far it's been a week, and both of them are still green and alive, and on my windowsill.

I'll let you know how it goes. Unless they die, in which case I'll just not mention it. :P