Take a seat – 20% off

My sister and I went to the garden centre with a couple of small specific items in mind. I came home with a new garden seat. (A slight exaggeration; my sister and my nephew collected the seat later in their trailer and delivered it to my house.)

My specific item was some potting mix to re-pot two anthuriums which were looking a bit tired. I took photos of them to show the garden centre experts in case they had some advice.

As we walked in I noticed large signs advertising 20% off everything in store. I eventually found my potting mix and a pack of lettuce plants as well. Then my sister met someone she knew and began a long conversation. This gave me time to look around. That’s how I found the seat. It’s been in the back of my mind to look for a new garden seat as the old one has begun to fall apart. Added to my existing patio furniture, the new seat creates a friendly, conversational vibe.

As for re-potting of the anthuriums, it turns out I didn’t read the instructions closely enough. Pots of at least 200mm are required, it seems. Sounds like another trip to the garden centre. Yippee!

House plants forever

I’m not a big fan of house plants. In the seventies it was ‘the thing’ and I became overwhelmed by monsteras and spider plants which I lugged from flat to flat and which threatened to take over like triffids. The only two which I still have are kept in the garage. One is an aspidistra and the other a hoya. I water them sparingly, feed them rarely and may have repotted them once in forty-odd years.

Today, the hoya scent drew my attention to the flowers it still produces. Grudgingly, I have to admit they are rather lovely, dripping with nectar.

Now house plants are fashionable again and I have seen articles about house plant competitions, prices for desirable plants going stratospheric on the internet and people stealing rare plants from the botanic gardens’ hothouse.

I do enjoy the two indoor plants a former colleague gave me. They sit on my desk and are kind of cheerful and quirky.

One of my nieces has a collection of succulents on her window sill, but I’ve never really warmed to those sorts of plants – until I bought some on impulse to put in a difficult-to-pot outdoor hanging container my brother had given me. They look rather fetching – like a living picture, perhaps.

Trouble is, they are multiplying and really need dividing and replanting. I wouldn’t bring them inside, but I’ve considered making a small rockery for them – if I can find a space.

I picture them multiplying and taking over the garden forty years from now.