I fell in love with anthuriums when I lived in Hawaii. I felt the love again last December when I ran into these two beauties in the grocery store. What a surprise in New England! Now it’s May and they continue to thrive in the house, regularly sprouting new leaves and flowers. It is a hardy, easy-keeper of a house plant. Since they are so happy, I’m going to give them bigger pots and a totem to climb. When I can’t live in the tropics, I like to grow hot-weather plants inside. My favorite pizza parlor has a 20-foot tall cactus standing sentry to the cash register counter. Yep, it winters just fine in the light of the floor-to-ceiling windows, so I’m inspired. After I brought my baby avocado tree inside (after a squirrel ate the leaves and dug up the seed of another one!), it grew a foot to thank me. I think the avocado tree will be happy with anthuriums under the same roof, and so far Louie the Cat doesn’t bite any of these leaves.
I met Lily in January. Even though I’m a cat person, I took to her right away. Not recognizing me as a cat person, she walks up to me and presses the side of her head into my hip. I massage her neck. In her eyes is the look of someone who has known you for eternity. I think Lily is a person in a Golden’s body. She has her own chair. And her own sewing basket…I mean, toy basket. See her cuddly?
I always try to shoot out the window on a plane. Topography! Maps and paths. The mystery of the surface of the earth from afar. The peaks and trails in the snow tug at me and I long to fly like a bird, without the plane, and sail the sky under cotton balls of clouds and midnight-blue shadows. February 1, 2014, 30,000 feet above Colorado.