James, my brother-in-law, has a green thumb & knows all about plants. He can nurse anything back to life. He rescued a Pony Tail Palm from a co-worker several years ago and now it is on his porch and is about 5 feet tall. One thing James truly hates is plastic plants. And I totally agree. Why would anyone have a plastic plant? Most plastic plants and flowers are just darn ugly and generally don't look like any actual plant.
This visual specimen of polymer chains is in my Bible Study class. It is usually in the front of the class behind the teacher. I can not focus enough to listen with this "plant" in my view. I try get to class early and move this thing to the back of the room. I think it looks evil and the branch with the missing fronds reminds me of an arm with the hand cut off.
This "lovely" arrangement is on the piano. It is dreary and dusty. I go into a deep depression just looking at it.
This was ugly in 1970.
I always prefer real flowers and plants, with their special scents & colors. Some of my best memories are of yellow roses for birthdays, red roses for Valentines, and life plants for special occasions. Plastic seems to say "I'm here, but my heart's not in it."
As a Wimpy-mother-of-three I am finding that life is too short for anything fake.
Christi - that plant is scary! I can see why you would want to move it. I agree!! Life is short - let's be real!!
ReplyDeleteEvery once in a while, Keith asks why do I bother with real plants when plastic ones require no upkeep. That scary "plant" on the piano is why I bother. Yikes!!!
ReplyDeleteDear Christi, please start writing your blog again!! I love to read your observations on life. Your sister.
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