Aeonium vs. Uprooting

One day I will have an all-black garden. This is my favorite, Aeonium Schwarzkopf.

I bought a plant of this variety on eBay, long back, and it died. So I bought another one from a Craigslist ad while I was vacationing in Manhattan Beach. That one died, too.

I got one last spring at Al and Mari's house in Sun Valley. I researched and followed all the standard advice, but it was dying, too. It looked like a Q-Tip and all but about six of the black leaves had fallen off. I almost threw it away, but instead I followed my own advice and ignored it. I left it out in the Virginia monsoons all summer and just didn't even look, and it happened.

It's about 4" across now. It's happy.

I recently made contact with an old friend who'd broken up with me. When I wrote back to her, I told her this: I will take root again, but not here.

I will not die in Annandale. This place is not my home. Perhaps I do protest too much, but still. I am going to try and take my own advice and ignore myself for a couple of months. I will make no assumptions.

Things secretly grow when we make an effort to plant them.

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  1. Your home is the World, Deb.

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  2. This
    Is so damn good man your wisdom here speaks volumes 👏🐝💛🌹

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    1. Thanks so much, Beez! I never really know if I'm making sense. It's so edifying to know I am, to at least somebody.

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