tenacity

Waiting for that palm frond to unfold. I think I have thrown away a bunch of indoor palms before I met this one. This one would have been composted as well, but for the single branch and leaf that you see on its left.

It has been months now, maybe a year, this pot has been living in that corner, silently observed by the hoards that come to party at our home. Perhaps the plant 🪴 would have felt a little envious of its little neighbor Pothos, that continued to attain glory by climbing higher each month on the adjacent wall. If one knew how to talk to plants.

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