Well, it’s been all of 4 days since I repotted the last batch of plants, so, naturally, I have assumed it was a raging success and decided to repot every plant I see.
But, seriously, folks…
Sometime before Halloween, I purchased three adorable little succulents in ceramic planters. They were far too cute to resist: two bright orange pumpkins, and a purple sugar skull. For quite a while, the plants seemed to be thriving, so I just went merrily along, giving them little sips of water. Recently, however, I noticed the one in the sugar skull planter looking a bit wilty. I took it out of the planter, because I thought it must not be getting any drainage at all in there (there was an actual flowerpot inside the planter). I took it out and set in on a little dish so it could dry out a bit and drain better. Then, it started looking downright soggy. I thought I’d better try re-potting it and the other two that had come in similar planters, as well as a fern I had recently purchased, which came wrapped in fussy paper, but not in a very good pot.
I went to the nursery and purchased pots the next day, but, sadly, I don’t think the one little succulent from the sugar skull planter is going to survive. I set him outside in his pot, thinking the very dry air might revive him. It rained.
I bought another small succulent to fill the pot I had planned to use for that one, and, if he makes it, I promise to buy him a very good pot of his very own. And make a most sincere apology for giving away his in the first place.
Again. In case it wasn’t boring enough last time I wrote about it, I repotted some plants. I’m sorry. I apologize to the plants. They are not boring at all. They are lovely, and I love them all.
Here they are, waiting to be repotted. You can clearly see the need.
Also, please note, these two magnificent chairs I scored for 100% free when a guy down the street was giving them away. They are just waiting to become a future project, which might be a little more exciting than repotting plants, if the repotting of plants does not thrill you.
I had already cleaned out the sugar skull planter and left it inside, so I’m afraid you don’t get a picture of that one. But look at that little plant on the left? See the little metal bucket it’s in? I have a couple of those buckets, now. I have them because the plants that were in them died. It is my considered opinion that they most likely dies because plants just don’t do well in things like metal buckets and ceramic planters that don’t allow for drainage. So, if you get one of these cute things, that’s all well and good. Enjoy it like that for a brief time, but, if you want to keep the plant, you should probably transfer it to something more appropriate. At least, I hope that will work. Based on the reading I have done in preparation for all of this, it should.
I settled on a simple white pot for the fern, whom I named Charlotte, at Justice’s suggestion, since we have a similar fern named Fern, and she thought we should stick with a theme. For the three succulents, I chose clay pots. I thought the clay pots would be better at not holding in too much moisture for plants that like a drier environment. I also bought a plant mister, because I have heard that ferns like to have their leaves misted. It turns out this is not a great mister. It’s more of a douser. I need to find a good mister I can use indoors that actually mists plants instead of just spraying torrential rains inside my home. The roof already serves that purpose when it rains.
I transferred the plants to their new pots, and dressed the succulents with some decorative pebbles, making sure to place some in the bottom of each pot to ensure good drainage.
I felt to dress Charlotte with anything more would really be quite ridiculous. She’s come fully festooned already.
I think they all look much happier now.
I promise I will write about something other than plants soon. I mean, maybe. Probably. I do really like my plants.