We've had an ant problem in our kitchen for awhile, and we couldn't figure out where they were coming from. For some reason yesterday, I decided to do the twice a year pruning of George and saw an ant in him. Concerned, I took George outside to get a closer inspection, and realized to my horror that he had become a hotel for an ant colony. Poor George. So for only the second time in his life, he was re-potted. That's not really the right term, because he went back into the same pot. But he was removed, and left sadly on the concrete while his pot was washed completely. I was completely grossed out by the number of ants crawling all over him. My kids were horrified. "The ants are eating George!" He then was severely pruned, like 75% of him went in the trash. There were so many roots that were connected to dead stuff. And what was left was re-potted into fresh soil in the same pot, and watered. So we wait. Its touch and grow for George. (Yes, I know that's a bad joke.)
This is George (He's very patriotic)
But George is not alone. I also have Susan. Susan is a plant that I was given as a gift by some of my babies I kept in weekday five years ago. Susan was my teaching partner so that's where she got her name. (George has no namesake, I just like that name for a plant.) Poor Susan has never been re-potted, she still lived in the same TINY ceramic cute pot with the names of my babies on it. But since I had gotten out the soil and gardening gloves, I ran and bought a 96 cent plastic pot and re-potted Susan. POOR Susan. I was shocked at the number of roots she had crammed in that tiny pot. I can't believe she has lived this long in such terrible conditions. I have better hopes for her since she had more roots to plant and no ants.
My newest plant that may have no hope is Monica, given to me by my birthday by my friend Monica. (Real creative name). I don't know what kind of plant she is because she didn't have one of those plastic labels stuck into her. She did have flowers when I received her, but they only lasted a few days and there have been no more flower sightings. I know I'm not taking good care of her, but I have no idea what to do with her. She's in a big pot, but I bet she's supposed to be planted in a flower bed, and I don't own one of those! I saw my friend Monica and she was shocked that she was still alive, so I was relieved to know that she didn't expect me to take great care of her. But I would like to. Maybe she could somehow survive 15 years in terrible conditions too!