I repotted a plant yesterday.
You may think to yourself, what is the big deal? Well, let us just say plants are not my thing. I stepped out of my comfort zone purely out of necessity.
When I moved into this house a mere one month ago, it came with a gangly, overgrown lily-type plant in a square gray pot smack in the middle of the front walkway. The pot was plastic and in a rather advanced stage of biodegradation. Each corner was split with a mere two inches at the top and bottom holding things together while the soil and roots bulged out the sides. Ugly with a capital UG. Every time I pulled into the driveway I would cringe, not only for me but for my neighbors.
Aside from the container, the plant was quite pretty when I first came by to see the house about two months ago. It had white flowers shooting up out of the bulbs and long leaves arching down gracefully. Now the flowers are gone, the leaves are half dead, and all I see is a mass of bulbs - way too many and too close together for such a small space.
So I bought a clay pot and went to town with the shovel. What do you think?
Okay, it is still gangly and pathetic but I had to give it one more chance. I hacked away about half of the bulb collective and tried not to listen to the tiny plant screams in my head as the shovel made wet slicing noises through the bulbs. (And my mother wonders why I don't garden.) If it flourishes, great. If not, I can say I tried...then dump it in the green waste bin and plant something cute for Fall.
Meanwhile, any idea what kind of plant this is? Anybody?
Tags: gardening
