Finally got out and about, We are using one car for a while, Mr. Man's is in the car hospital again, It is a GMC Hybrid van, has been in the fix it hospital more often than not . But he loves it, It is his, no body else has ever driven it- it fits him like underwear.
I went to the re-store, a store that used to be great with all sorts of recycled hardware and doors and windows with character for sale cheap. It has slid in quality and purpose as of late. The store cat is still there, Friendly and meowy.
Old signs that are cool but not for sale, in fact all of the cool stuff is not for sale anymore, just plastic doors and crap from china.
I stuck a tiny leaf and stem in dirt a few of years ago that I had clipped from a friend's plant. It took about five minutes to adapt and look at it now!
The elongated leaves of the Schefflera plant liken its shape to that of an umbrella. Thus its nickname, the Umbrella Tree, makes a lot of visual sense. Originating in Taiwan and South China, the Schefflera plant can grow to be approximately 13 feet tall but averages only 1 to 6 feet in height. Popular Schefflera plant species include Schefflera amate and Schefflera arboricola. Schefflera arboricola has larger leaves than other species and is native to Australia.
Perhaps the most fascinating thing about this plant is the fact that it acts as a natural air freshener and detoxifier. The leaves expectedly release oxygen, but they also absorb pollutants from the air.
The combination of its attractive leaves and detoxifying powers makes the Schefflera plant a very popular indoor plant.
Same with the Benjamin fig, it was a mess when I adopted it, I have cut it back twice already, It tends to get tall and not bushy but seems to like it just fine where it is now, good thing, because I can not pack it around the house anymore.
Cubby went back home, the snow is melting, the days are longer, all is right with the world ( it isn't really but , you know) I ate a loaf of bread and blew up like a pumpkin, Stella found my Great Grandmother using her dead people detective skills. The mystery is no longer a mystery - my great great grandmother was also found - name was Mary Frances or FANNY! Love it! Like naming your boy child Dick.
There have been a lot of orphans in my family's past. They carried on ,as we do ,but living was all up hill , a survival sort of difficult, not the sort of difficult we have...which is "how will we get by driving just one car for a few weeks?" I have no idea what "difficulty" really is.