I thoroughly believe that killing is wrong, and something to be avoided at all costs. For this reason, I have sworn off having houseplants for the past few months. I always love them when they are new, green, and shiny. The spot of freshness and life enlivens the spirit and brightens the home. When I bring one home, it seems to giggle at me as I place him in his spot-- he doesn't know that I have brought him here to die. So sad. Last night, I got the bug to buy some new houseplants so I started browsing at Lowes, and found a couple I liked. I put one in my basket and carried on, but by the time I was checking out, he (the plant) looked so scared that I was actually going to take him home with me that I put him back. Apparently word is out and the vegitation is aware of my reputation.
So here is my idea. I thoughtt that I would actually learn how to take care of indoor gardens and then purchase. So I am reading about the cleaning, feeding, and lighting of all things houseplants. Thanks Martha! Afterall, doctors have to learn how to be doctors. Dentists do too. Infact, nearly the only profession in which pure novices are allowed to practice untrained is Motherhood. I don't want to make the same mistakes with my houseplants that I am with my son... so the studying begins.