Twenty-two and nursing a gardening addiction in a little apartment while I figure out life. I prefer succulents and other weirdos of the plant world, but all plants are beautiful. Questions and comments are welcome. Suggestions are welcome if you have thought them through.
Succulent cuttings 6/25/2012
It’s been awhile since I talked about my various cuttings from my echeverias and sedums. Like many (but not all) succulents, new plants can be started from a single leaf of these plants.
Top row: Sedum cuttings. My S. morganianum loses leaves like nobody’s business, and I find it hard to resist starting new plants from them. My S. something-or-another has also dropped a few leaves recently; a few of the smaller ones accidentally ended up in with the S. morganianums, and I have two big ones in a “pot” by themselves.
Middle row: Echeveria ‘ramillette’. These cuttings were taken in the fall, shortly before the parent plant bit the dust. The two on the left were slow to put down roots, and therefore somewhat smaller than the other echeveria cuttings taken at the same time. The rightmost one is the same age as the others, and has put down roots, but for some reason just sits there without leaves.
Bottom row: Echeveria ‘lola’. The two cuttings on the left are also from the fall. The two leaves in the single pot are recently-fallen leaves that I noticed were producing roots. The smaller of the two is actually from one of the cuttings!
This will be my last state-of-the-garden pic in this location. The new room has smaller windows, but they face west, so hopefully everything will work out.
I want my Sedum morganianum to look like that some day. *sigh*
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Orchid at the Huntington Museum of Art.
My most recent visit to the conservatory has sparked within me a great desire to purchase an orchid. This a problem because I am actually going to the Philadelphia Flower Show on Sunday, where there will most certainly be orchids for sale, and because I don’t think it would survive my low-light, dry-as-death dorm room. And I’m very nearly out of growing space.
Mother-of-Thousands Kalanchoe
When I dropped my plants off at the greenhouse for break I noticed that someone else had left a kalanchoe of a mother-of-thousands type on the top shelf of succulents. I had a strong suspicion that some of its babies would be coming home with me when I picked up my plants a month later.
And yep, so far I’ve pulled up two :/
Hopefully if I pull them as I see them I won’t end up with a little forest of kalanchoes.
Come on, greenhouse people…
I’m glad that you took care of my plants and I don’t want to be whiny so pleeeeease email me and tell me when I can come pick my babies up like you said you would.
Another orchid from the Huntington Museum of Art’s Conservatory (my photo).
Orchids galore at the Huntington Museum of Art’s conservatory, Huntington, WV.
I finally got the chance to go up to the conservatory earlier today. It houses a small* but intense collection of orchids, succulents, tropical plants, and plants important to agriculture. I have a ton of pictures, but I’m starting off with some of the orchids (yes, there are more, and there were many I didn’t manage to photograph. At some point you have to stop taking photos and start looking.)
It was seriously calming to be in the midst of all that greenery, with the sound of the fountains flowing nearby.
Most of the plants were clearly labeled, but the different varieties of orchids just had half-buried hard-to-read tags behind the plants, so these must be nameless beauties.
*I’m questioning my use of the word “small” here. There were a lot of orchids, but I am under the impression that there are infinite varieties of orchids. The succulent collection was nice, but “small” fits there. They were clearly trying to get a little bit of everything in the tropicals and crops, but they were limited by space. It was awesome and made me happy, though.
If your kids ask for 50 cents to slip into one of those square candy dispensers placed to catch their eyes at the entrance to the grocery store, pay attention. Rather than candy, a dirt-brown, jaw-breaker size “seed bomb” may roll down the chute into your child’s hand and into their mouths. Don’t worry, the balls don’t blow up. At least, not until they hit soil and get some water. But it would probably be best if they aren’t eaten. The green dispensers clearly state the purpose of the product, but you know kids.
Guerrilla gardeners lob seed bombs bought from candy dispensers | OregonLive.com
Awesoooome. I approve.
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