I love houseplants. I’ve mentioned here before that I’m close to becoming the cooky woman with the house full of plants, but my 20 or so plants have slowly dwindled down to 6, putting me outside of crazy territory but seriously close to my all time low-plant record. These past few months have been busy, yes, but what’s even more unusual is that I’m not replacing the dead plants. I have dead plants in pots in my house. I have dead plants in pots in my house and I’m not being ironic or preparing for Halloween.
I went to Lowes and bought a few succulents and a spider plant, a plant I’ve wanted for years for it’s air purifying abilities. Unfortunately, I lost track of how many dead plants in pots I have sitting around the house (shameful) and need to go back and buy at least two more.
But for now, I’m happy with my cooky corner of plant-lady goodness.