Indoor plants terrified me. Correction – terrify. I joked for years that I had a black thumb because everything I grew died. I still have terrible luck, but as I kill I learn, and I’m becoming more in tune to a plants needs. I’m now getting pretty good at keeping indoor plants and want to fill the entire house with them.
So far there’s the orchid in the kitchen, Jorge the avocado plant in the dining room, our aloe, 2 other succulents, lipstick, and kalanchoe’s alongside Tilly the tillandsia in the living room, my 11+ year old bamboo in the bathroom (I kept something alive!), and Lucky the oxalis in my studio.
I want more.
And yes, we name many of our plants.
Next I want a fiddle leaf fig and I shall call him Tevye.