...went out n’ got me a house plant...
...which is a big deal...really...
...in the secret world of houseplants...(communicating
through faint stirrings of leaves, one windowpane to another, down the street,
across the world)...I imagine I’m whispered of, furtively, as he who must not be named...or, perhaps, derisively, as
The Black Thumb...or, maybe, I am simply called...........................DEATH...
...okay, that might be a bit melodramatic...but I don’t
have the best track record...Raheem the rubber tree plant gone but not
forgotten...along with others, gifts from former girlfriends, now not even
Facebook friends...(but maybe that’s a story for another time)...
...now, though...moving in to the new place...trying to turn
over a new leaf...(no pun intended)...(really)...seems fitting to try to
cultivate life again, past failures left to the past, where they belong...and
so...(see photo, above...actually had this post ready a couple days ago, but
the camera was still packed away somewhere and I couldn’t find it)...welcome, Phil
the philodendron...
...paradoxical as it might seem to talk about new leaves in
October...
