The Miracle of the Houseplant

Being home a lot makes me look more critically at the way our furniture is set up. During the height of the prednisone intake I was so "energized" that I even moved furniture around on my own, when no one else was home. It was the only way to try out a new look without anybody being disturbed or snickering.

But in our bedroom I thought that if we moved my bureau out of a sunny corner of the room, we could place a rocking chair there instead and have a sun-filled reading corner. I managed to get MyMan to help with the move and then I put up a few new pictures, trying to give the room a Hawaiian/Polynesian 30s look.

MyMan really liked having the light-filled reading space. All we needed to complete the corner was a nice pad for the rocking chair and a plant to fill out the corner.

I started pricing the kind of tall banana plants I thought would look good in that corner. Once I realized the cost, I vowed to myself not to have to purchase the plant. Somehow, I would find a good plant on the street. I just knew I would. This promise was silent, I never wrote it down either. I just realized that if I was patient, I would find the right plant.

How do we know these things? I found some beautiful plants in front of a mobile phone store, but they weren't giving those away.

Then on Monday, I was returning some books to the library and took a different route. Sure enough, in front of one house was a beautiful houseplant sitting in a water bottle. It wasn't just a any houseplant, it was a tall plant, exactly the height I was looking for. And the plant was long and leafy, perfect to mimic the palm tree pictured in the little poster I put on the wall.

I checked with the inhabitants of the house and they said it was OK for me to take the plant.

How do you like that? If only we could have all of our vows and prayers answered so easily.