For Valentine's Day, instead of flowers, I asked for succulents.
My husband was like, "Say what?"
I know, I know. Sounds kind of strange, and almost suggestive ;). But I think they're romantic.
They are the perfect symbol of enduring love. They don't take a lot of maintenance (they are hard to kill really), they last forever, and I think they are quite pretty.
There is an understated, sculptural beauty to them.
To me, they symbolize how after ten years of marriage, you need nourishment but not the constant suffocating kind, and you know that no matter what, you will always be there for each other; even if you forget to water each other for a time.
Don't mistake these succulents as boring though. They are not lacking in surprises...The flap jacks (flat leaf) turn a lovely red in bright sun and the long stemmed bumpy one grows into long tendrils.
I hope to start a collection of succulents...perhaps even make a wreath of them? I love the really wacky weird ones, like this one that looks like a cross between lettuce and cabbage (but is plump and fleshy like a succulent).
I haven't found just the right pots for these beauties yet. I can't wait for garage sale season so I pick up some funky cool ones. A unique plant deserves a unique pot. Yes?
FYI: Posting will be slow this week. I am finally working on my blog design and organization (as you can already see). I promised myself that I would not sew or craft until it was done which is the only way I can motivate myself to do it. My foot is aching to press a sewing machine pedal and I keep day dreaming about my next project. :)
Projects should resume next week (or I'll bust). Thanks for reading!