I'm not a plant guy. Most plants that have been left under my care reached a premature untimely demise. Honestly it's not that I don't put any effort into them. Some water when they're dry, some sun when I thought they needed it. For whatever reason, I am not blessed with a green thumb. I've even killed plastic plants. For a person who likes to be outside, it is a mystery.
But this little ficus has bucked the odds. When I inherited him in June 2007, I didn't give him much of chance of making it to Labor Day. In an office full of women, I figured eventually one of them would have to take pity on it and nurse it back to health after I plunged it into intensive care. Amazingly, not only has it survived but it has thrived. About 1/3 of the plant you see is new growth. What a trooper!
My not so little buddy is a bit of an inspiration. He's overcome some long odds. Maybe I can too.
But this little ficus has bucked the odds. When I inherited him in June 2007, I didn't give him much of chance of making it to Labor Day. In an office full of women, I figured eventually one of them would have to take pity on it and nurse it back to health after I plunged it into intensive care. Amazingly, not only has it survived but it has thrived. About 1/3 of the plant you see is new growth. What a trooper!My not so little buddy is a bit of an inspiration. He's overcome some long odds. Maybe I can too.
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