I brought it home and it was pretty until all the flowers fell off. Now it sits in a prime spot in my small kitchen window, drinking up the winter sun and absorbing frequent waterings. It is always dry. I divided the plant in half (actually I think the centerpiece had several plants) and it is also taking up valuable window space in the office.
There it sits. I think to myself, if it died, I could really use that pot for one of the African violets that I grew from a leaf and is now getting big.
The dilemma of the unwanted plant. Like an unwanted dog or an unwanted child, it takes up time, space and resources. And how am I rewarded? By looking at its yellowing leaves. It has healthy leaves coming in, though. Oh what does one do with an unwanted plant. If it had flowers I could give it as a Christmas gift but it would be tacky to give someone that ugly thing.
Perhaps in the spring it will sprout more flowers. Then I'll be happy I didn't abandon it. Perhaps it will die. I could use that pot and window space.
