Another little green sign of life
I swore I had killed this little guy. A lovely prayer plant, with red-spotted green leaves that folded up every night. He was living in a pot with an umbrella plant. And today, while wiping the umbrella’s leaves with rubbing alcohol to push back the scale, surprise!
Little pokey, little droopy. I think that saved his life. Because instead of chucking him, I kept taking care of his friend. See those tangles? That was the last of the prayer plant.
And then, amid the March snows, up he popped.
I was the jumping up and down kind of happy about it.