Summer, again. It both feels like winter lasted forever and like last summer only just ended; its a weird time to be alive. I took a month off; it hurts my routine loving soul, but the month simply ended before I had a chance to notice and then there was no time. So I've let it go. Now here I am. June has disappeared at a similarly alarming rate actually.
Things have been moving, shifting, progressing; slowly but surely. I'm writing for a plant website, creating care guides for all sorts of wonderful exotic plants- its completely fascinating. I think i'm doing a good job; plants make sense to me and i feel like we get each other. Some of my favourites include literally all ferns, (maidenhair and staghorn are particularly majestic), every single Calathea and Brighamia Insignis or the Vulcan palm. I need to talk about this one; its highly endangered in its native Hawaii because the Hawkmoth it relies on for pollinating is extinct. That really struck me as incredibly sad; the poor moth, the poor plant, the poor planet. Yet, begrudgingly, I do have to admit that the fact that there are people who care enough both to know this fact and to continue propagating it without the wee moth, is quite wonderful. In honour of the hawkmoth, we will keep the species going, even if that means the plant grows in greenhouses rather than in the tropical wild areas it belongs. We have to compromise and do the best we can with what we have, it might not be the 'right' way but it's a way. That can be enough. As much as I love plants, they can be really quite high maintenance, it's quite a lot of pressure! They are also a bit too permanent for me, if I buy a plant it means i'm staying where I am, and I cannot commit to such a thing. I'm a plant enthusiast, almost like an armchair traveller; I dabble from a distance. When I do find where i'm going to be (ha- that's unlikely), I will fill my space with so many green leafy friends, it will be more jungle than home- that's the dream. Or a treehouse in an actual jungle then I wont need to buy them, they'll just be hanging out everywhere doing their thing. I wonder how tropical plants feel about living in a pot, far far away from their native habitat, putting up with unnatural lighting, sporadic watering and generally alien conditions. We cant recreate a jungle in our home, we can try, but it will not be the same. Maybe, its okay for them just to exist, even if it is unnatural. The fact that we want to keep them alive and happy is a nice thing. They'll adapt and learn how to survive like we all do. A living organisms main objective is just to live- animal, plant, human, our basic needs are the same. Humans have added a whole new layer of complications to the living thing and I don't like it. I'd rather grow quietly in a tropical jungle, content to accept the conditions of my existence as they are; light, water, nutrients, rest. I'd be a happy plant. Those basic things are no longer enough for us, to simply exist we have to go way above the bare minimums and the need for more never ends. I don't support this #canibeaplantplease. Back to reality; I've been gathering all sorts of blossoms and flowers lately. This is normal behavior for me but usually I arrange them into vases as cut flowers. I still do this sometimes but mostly, i'm preserving them to use in my hoops. They dry out so well and it makes me very happy to have boxes of dried flowers to enjoy all year round. I'm drifting away from cut flowers these days, it feels a little harsh to cut something at its peak, purely for its fleeting beauty. I do really love flowers though, hence the flower hoarding. I seem to spend more time organising all my supplies than actually making anything at the moment, not entirely sure why. Its a very annoying trait of mine; not doing the things I should do for absolutely no reason at all. It's these complex human minds, they really get in the freaking way of being an actual, thriving human. Plants don't procrastinate, they get their growing done then sit all happy and proud, enjoying their hard work and progress. I should take a leaf out of their book (pun intended). That's all really; life is weird, its boring and frustrating and not what we expect, but we carry on with the hope of better days ahead. Shelter, rest, food, water; we're ready to go.
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