A few years ago…if you would have told me that I would have a myriad of house plants…I probably would have wrinkled my nose. You know, like years ago, during the silk greenery movement. What was my problem? I grew up through the 80’s so we all know that I was surrounded by house plant happiness.
I think that was the thing. I grew up during macrame plant hanger fame and house plants vining around the room. By the way, the plant hangers are all the rage again. I don’t have any…but I do have a plant vining on the piano.
I tend to keep my house plants in tidy pots. Usually they are in something other than just a flower pot. A crock, a vintage ice cream maker, or an olive bucket. The aloe is in a pretty ceramic pot. They give me plenty of house plant happiness though…and have for years now. Matter of fact…the first house plant that I had here at the farm was a little prayer plant from our son. So sweet! He brought it home to me from Sunday School.