~ Forever grateful to the very first house African Violet potted plant on my bedroom’s windowsill. The simple addition of green, velvety leaves and purple flowers soared my heart and spirits as a child. That live addition of another living being in my bedroom prompted further planting and care for plants.
It must have been in elementary school when the obsession with violets took over our apartment’s windowsills.
Here is a secret I never told anyone yet. Oh gosh, here I go…In my very limited spare time from gymnastics and schooling, might have been Sundays, I would walk under people’s windows in search of unwanted discarded plant leaves. The neighbors would throw away overgrown leafage away via window portals. The extra plant leaves would land on the sidewalks, and here I was picking them up. Sometimes, I would look up to imagine where they landed from and people were looking right back at me. Then, I would run away, embarrassed. Really, in my inner world, I was considering this as finding treasures. Rooting them was not an issue at all and in no time, one leaf would multiply in so many.
There was a time when we did not have any more space for any more African violets. So I moved on to our balcony. Thank Goodness my parents never objected.
Nowadays, I figure it is a colorful and easily managed houseplant for anyone in their early gardening startup. These flowers also make a wonderful gift. Hint, hint. Lol.
Friends, what are your earliest memories of your first homegrown plants? I would love to know. Please share with me what was the initial plant that made you super happy.
Have a very green day, my dear friends.