Somewhat like the words of the Abominable Snowman, I will love her, and water her, and hug her pot, and she will be my friend, and I will call her Sis, after my grand daughter, who just had a birthday!

Why do I chose to refer to the plant as a her, you may be asking yourself… well, I am going to answer as if you did ask…

I believe it to be a girl, because she is a tough little thing… her life is difficult, as she lives in a very rough environment, just like her mamma…

And yet, she is sassy, stubborn, and refuses to lose, again, just like her mamma. My sweet friend gave her to me when she was still floating in water (the plant that is, not my friend). Such a tiny thing back then. I truly thought that I would have killed her already, either by over watering, once I put her in this tiny pot, or simply because the air in our RV is not conducive to growing anything other than dust bunnies or cob webs… we don’t even own a vacuum cleaner.

I am so very proud of her, don’t laugh, this is a major win for me in the green mom thumb department. I for sure need to get her into a bigger pot with better soil, now that she has her own baby to raise. Winters in our space can be brutal, so she may be sleeping with me next to my bedside each night and light will be tricky in the darker months… but I have faith in her… she is a fighter!

With this renewed green pride, I am going to do whatever possible to give her a good life.

(In terms of the real world of RVing, if I ever post a picture of a completely different plant, and make a feeble attempt at convincing you it is her, you gotta play along for my sake, and don’t judge me if I kill this one on accident.)

Thanks for having my back, and she cannot see what I am typing, so if she finds out I said that, I will not offer you any more cookies since your the only ones I told. Here is your advance payment for said silence…