|Still good! Last year's pansies, but blooming just the same today.|
Fridays are always a day when I want to just put on some good music and write whatever I want to write - gardening articles, pet care articles, model horse articles, anything as long as it isn't in AP style and isn't written to a keyword. It's been a long week that has only underscored my general loathing for AP style and yearning for Chicago style, Oxford commas, and the elegance of a semi-colon. If that's all gibberish to you, then congratulations: you're not a freelance writer.
By eight o'clock this morning, the cats had already made messes in several areas of the house. Pierre managed to barf all over the closet floor and Genghis attacked a closed container of cat food I'd left in the dining room. He managed to knock it on the floor along with a metal bowl, which hit the floor with a mighty clang that reverberated like a gong through the house. He also managed to knock the lid off of the container of crunchies and gorge himself before I could reach him. Shy Boy, one of the outdoor cats, clawed me during playtime this week and now my hand hurts. Sometimes being a cat momma is hard work!
I'm just waiting for spring. I've got spring fever for sure. The only things blooming in the garden right now are yellow crocus, white snowdrops, heather, and one lonely pansy that keeps reseeding in a really odd spot near the front walkway. It's a beautiful pansy; this picture is actually from last year, but it's what the pansy looks like today, so I'm fudging a bit and using an old picture. Same for the heather photo, by the way; I took that one last year, but hey, it's the same plant, so use your imagination.
I am really looking forward to spending time at B & M Greenhouse tomorrow for the terrarium workshop. Just being in a greenhouse in the wintertime lifts my spirits, and I've got a bit of money squirreled away to buy a house plant or two. I'm hoping they have some African violets I do not have already, like a mini or a trailing violet, or perhaps a jasmine. I was hoping to buy a cyclamen and then I remember that they are poisonous to cats. According to the ASPCA website, the tuber is the poisonous part, but the leaves may have "some" toxicity.
I do have some chores to tend to with the house plants. My father-in-law's cactus and succulent terrarium, which I inherited when he died, desperately needs some attention. I don't know a lot about cacti and succulents; he liked them a lot, but I have never really liked them. I know I have one aloe in the planter, one succulent, and two cacti. One cactus looks like it is dead, but I'm not sure. It's sort of brittle near the bottom but still green near the top. I think I will investigate some cacti potting soil tomorrow, too, and replant the whole thing. He grew it as a terrarium but I don't think that is the best environment for those types of plants.
The rescued orchid that I found at Lowe's is rebounding - hurray! It is pushing out a single bud, and if I can get it to bloom, I can finally determine what color it is. The old rescued orchid is once again creating blossoms, this time not just on one stem, but on two. I have found orchids surprisingly easy to grow and just learned that my little plant room where I tend my collection of house plants has ideal low to medium light for them. Who would have guessed it?
Oddly enough, the poinsettia my friend Karen gave me for Christmas is still going strong. It barely drops any leaves and still has the red bracts it sported at Christmastime. My dad's always looked lousy by March, so maybe it likes that plant room, too. Well, who wouldn't?
Razzleberry cat has now discovered the reading chair back there and I have to argue with him each evening for possession of the chair. He curls up against the needlepoint cat pillow, cat against cat, orange against brown, and makes the entire room look cozy as can be.
And then Genghis Khan cat crashes in with a big chirrup, a leap, and a swat, and they're off and running.
Sigh. I can't wait for spring. But oh wait...now I have three outdoor cats. Gardening will never be the same with my new cadre of "helpers!"