I am SOOOOOOOOOO freakin’ excited! In fact, a song from Fiddler on the Roof keeps running through my head (but with a few altered words)! I wanna bust out singing, but the neighbors are out messin’ around in the garage and I’m afraid they’d call the cops! What would I sing?
Wonder of wonders, miracles of miracle!
God took a barren plant by the stem.
Gave it a kiss and miracle of miracles!
God just made it bloom again!!!
Now you’re probably thinking I’ve gone round the bend getting so excited about a “bloomin'” plant. (I’ve written about this plant before, btw…) But this is a very special plant to me. My Aunt Starling gave a start of it to my mom to bring home to Utah from Ohio in (somewhere around) the late 80’s. But no matter what mom did to it or where she hung it, it would never bloom.
When she passed away in 1998, it was leggy and sparse and looked like it was going to wither and die any second. But I couldn’t bring myself to throw it out. So I brought it home and hung it in the kitchen. Nineteen years have passed and I’ve had no luck even identifying what kind of plant it is, though I knew from my cousin it was supposed to get flowers on it.
Last year I finally repotted it, fertilized it, broke off a few viny parts and stuck them in vases in the window to root so I could give my sister her own pot of it after all this time. The big plant thrived, though still without flowers, and the rooted vines have been sitting in the window waiting for me to pot them for over a year.
Then last night his lordship came hurrying into the bedroom and dragged me out of bed into the kitchen. And lo and behold (!) one of the starts had produced a bloom! Now whether this is just a bud or the actual flower remains to be seen, but this is nothing short of miraculous to me!
Well, I still don’t know what the name of this plant actually is, but I still believe in miracles. 🙂 I think that little miracle was meant to strengthen my sister. That start was for her house, and her husband is incapacitated with what was lung cancer. He no longer has cancer, but the effects of the trial drug left him nearly paralyzed. At a foot shorter than him it is amazing how she cares for him all on her own. 🙂 They REALLY need a miracle. (From my comment to doodletllc below…)
(I dedicate this post to Martha Reynolds (Martha Reynolds Writes) who loves Broadway musicals, and Amy Harke Moore (A Rural Girl Writes) who loves plants! I’m so glad I got to know my new neighbors during the A to Z Challenge!)