Indoor Planting

I've always loved having my Dracaena sitting under the window right by my desk. It cleans my air and is beautiful when the sunlight rays hit the deep green leaves. I like knowing something in my office is actually real and not some plastic piece made in China.

But the best part is that it's hardy. And by that I mean it's still alive when I forget to water it for days on end. Days. It's a faithful little guy that doesn't mind the occasional neglect and I appreciate that. I need that.

You see, I don't do well with indoor plants in general. I can keep anything outside alive and flourishing, but indoors is a different arena. Whether it's sunlight issues, or warmth issues, or watering issues, they generally end up dying. And then I'm left with yet another empty pot to fill again with some other poor plant I find to buy.

Case in point below. These are both Clivia offspring from the same bulb my mother has been growing for years taken within the same few days. I don't even need a label as it's obvious which is mine and which is hers. I don't think Clivia are considered 'hardy' plants, so I'll blame its passing on the harsh Cleveland winters. Either way, I'm excited my mom brought up another offspring so that I can attempt round 2.

If this baby dies on me, I'm giving up and going back to plastic.