I am not sure if I am pleased or disappointed, but the plant that I have been trying to kill isn't going down without a fight. If only it had this pluck while I was fretting over it. I got a hand-me-down Venus Flytrap about two years ago. It has been slowly circling the drain for a year. Admittedly, I had no idea what these plants needed. It just so happened that I planted it in the proper medium totally by chance. But I had been watering it with tap water. And I had made the soil too alkaline. And there was no winter dormancy. And I watered it too much. Plus, that plant hates me. It can smell my fear.
So I did the only thing I could to save my dignity: tried to kill it. If you don't wanna grow, see what I care. Well, I stopped all watering for a month and the Venus Flytrap ceased to exist.
And then I found this. Really now. I was even thinking about the new plant I wanted to plant in there. I had moved on and put all its stuff on craigslist. Now what?
I am currently trying reverse psychology and watering it again.... because it hates me when I care. But we'll see. I would be delighted if I had an Audrey III situation on my hands (Shop of Horrors, anyone? anyone?).
See what I'm doing wrong:
No comments:
Post a Comment