Plants have been calling to me lately. Every time I leave the house I return with a green leafed member of our biosphere, much to the consternation of my wife who notes the containers full of dirt and scraggly plants popping up around the house. Seeds seem to be demanding a go at life, too. I have several seeds from Avocados to Almonds thinking about sprouting, or at least I'm thinking about them sprouting even though they appear to just be molding. At least they had their chance.
I had been really wanting to get an ivy (a strange thing to be wanting, I know), and I randomly came across this little plant called German Ivy, and I thought, "It's German. I'm German. Maybe we can have some kind of understanding and camaraderie between us." I do not know what makes it German Ivy. It doesn't seem to respond to sour Kraut, require continual refreshments of Beer, or acknowledge Polka music in the slightest. Definitely not your typical German Plant. It makes me think that it has not spent that much time out of the wild. I like to think that it hales from the Black Forest, and that there is something mysterious bound up in its roots that time will reveal.
In other news, since I've done such an amazing job of keeping up with this blog, I thought I would start another blog, but I won't tell you anymore about it right now. I want to focus my content more plus shift out of this blog anyway since the name is based on our old address. More news later.
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