After a dreary northern winter I begin to long for a spot of green in my decor. I've even given my blog a new green look.
Last spring I wrote about my lucky bamboo, my default plant that resulted from an aborted shamrock search. Poles apart, I know! Choice is often limited when you live on an island; you can convince yourself it's what you wanted all along.
I've been enjoying my bamboo and it seems to love my house.
I went to look for one for a friend for Christmas. None to be had, but I could find a shamrock. Go figure.
There's nothing like a plant or a grouping of flowering branches to bring a space to life. Even the most neutral colour schemes sing when there's a little green around.
Last spring I wrote about my lucky bamboo, my default plant that resulted from an aborted shamrock search. Poles apart, I know! Choice is often limited when you live on an island; you can convince yourself it's what you wanted all along.
I've been enjoying my bamboo and it seems to love my house.
I went to look for one for a friend for Christmas. None to be had, but I could find a shamrock. Go figure.
What a difference a year makes.
There's nothing like a plant or a grouping of flowering branches to bring a space to life. Even the most neutral colour schemes sing when there's a little green around.
Can you have too many plants? Yes, in my opinion. You don't want a jungle. One or two plants get noticed and more than that becomes a bit of a mess. You may disagree.
