Two years ago following my grandmother’s funeral, I acquired two container gardens from the gifts of flowers and plants.
The thing with these container gardens is that they start to crush out each other. The prayer plant was leggy, the peace lily wilted, the ivy going everywhere.
There was nothing for it but a trip to a local nursery and the DIY store for potting soil, pots, and sphagnum moss.
Several $20 bills later, my garden expanded from two containers to four.
My peace lily is still a little droopy, I’ve been told that they are the easiest houseplant. I’m hoping that’s true and that it will snap out of by tomorrow morning with a little sun.
The prayer plant is a little sparse, yet it perked up the fastest. The ivy now wraps around two plants I cannot name and looks like a full container garden in its own right.
All repotted, again. Here’s to new life and new growth in new pots.
A time to be born, and a time to die;Ecclesiastes 3:2
a time to plant, and a time to uproot what was planted.