dead plant: Browse The Strips
Tuesday, September 23, 1980
Thursday, January 22, 1981
Tuesday, February 22, 1983
Saturday, November 17, 1984
Thursday, April 18, 1985
Friday, April 19, 1985
Monday, October 6, 1986
Tuesday, October 7, 1986
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
Monday, January 11, 2010
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Lynn's Comments: Actually, I have never owned a philodendron. I just liked the word.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Friday, April 18, 2014
Lynn's Comments: My mom was a talented gardener. You might think it takes little know-how to plant something and watch it grow, but coaxing a seed or a bulb to its full potential takes knowledge, experience and skill. My mother had the ability to create a productive garden--and the patience and foresight to pass it on.
Monday, October 5, 2015
Lynn's Comments: I have to thank my brother for this punch line.
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Lynn's Comments: In my northern Ontario living room, I had several spectacular plants. One was "Rupert," a large 40 year old jade plant, the only plant I've ever named. Rupert was named because he stayed with me, no matter what. Every other house plant had died from maladies related to neglect; the plants that made up the lovely jungle in my window were simply survivors in spite of me. "Rupe" hung in there, no matter what. He was in for the long haul--and we hauled him from Lynn Lake, Manitoba to North Bay, Ontario.
I have just sold my northern home and have moved to BC where friends and family reside, and winter is like a northern spring. The lovely folks who bought my Ontario home, graciously accepted the gift of my three big plants, one of which was Rupert! Just before the moving van was about to leave the driveway, and Katie, Lane and the kids were set for their long drive across Canada, Katie ran into my empty house and took a piece of Rupert. "He has to come with us to Vancouver!" she said. After all this time, you can't abandon a friend!
I have just sold my northern home and have moved to BC where friends and family reside, and winter is like a northern spring. The lovely folks who bought my Ontario home, graciously accepted the gift of my three big plants, one of which was Rupert! Just before the moving van was about to leave the driveway, and Katie, Lane and the kids were set for their long drive across Canada, Katie ran into my empty house and took a piece of Rupert. "He has to come with us to Vancouver!" she said. After all this time, you can't abandon a friend!