Hundreds of people flocked to the U.S. Botanic Garden in Washington, D.C. recently for a very weird reason. Don’t get me wrong, plants are great, but botanical gardens generally aren’t known to draw a huge crowd. But it was very exciting occasion for the plant community: the Titan arum, or the “corpse flower,” was in full bloom. Keep reading »
It’s OK to be jealous of a plant. The Psychotria Elata, also known as Hooker Lips or the Hot Lips Plant, has a better pout than you. These plants with the perfect lips can be found driving hummingbirds and butterflies wild in the rain forests of Central and South America. With some luck, MAC will start making a Hooker Lips red lipstick so us humans can get this look. [Oddity Central]
Nearly two years ago, I wrote about all the reasons why having a plant is better than having a boyfriend. Then, recently, I landed myself an awesome boyfriend who is pretty much always available to listen to me in the way my plants previously did (and before that my childhood dog, Mandy).
Now, begrudgingly, I’m forced to admit that having a boyfriend is slightly better than having a plantfriend. It’s just more edifying to have someone listen to you who talks back with kind words and intelligent insights and also wants to make out with you. (Friends are good for this kind of thing as well — minus the making out — if you’re not with boyfriend at the moment.)
But just because I have a human companion, doesn’t mean that I appreciate the sage wisdom of my plants any less. A big shout out to Liberation, Money Bags, Muffin Top, Spike, and Banana for always being there for me. Here’s what I’ve learned from living with my plantfriends for the last six years, my plantitudes, if you will…
Because I’m a jealous and petty person, I can’t stand to read lifestyle/home/craft blogs. Who are these people with endless amounts of free time, money and craft experience who seem to effortlessly turn their homes into the back page of a Martha Stewart magazine? They obviously don’t have cats. And because I’m jealous and petty, and not going to subscribe to Folk Magazine anytime soon (though they keep threatening me with a subscription), I need shortcuts to elevate me from sloth to semi-functioning, well-designed person.
Which is why we’ve collected a bunch of easy, really easy, tips to help make your house one others can be jealous of. Keep reading »
This story sounds like the stuff of hardcore science fiction, but it’s really a heartwarming squirrel success story. Over 30,000 years ago, some industrious Siberian squirrels collected nuts and seeds and stored them in their hibernation burrows. When scientists discovered these burrows in modern day Russia, they were buried more than 60 feet below the surface, and they contained thousands of seed samples that had been effectively flash-frozen, preserved perfectly under the permafrost. Here’s where things get really crazy: scientists were able to use fruit tissues recovered from these ice age squirrel burrows to resurrect the Silene stenophylla plant, and the new specimen is fertile, complete with white flowers and viable seeds. Is this one more step toward making the plot of “Encino Man” a reality? We can only wait, and hope. [ABC News]
Halloween is just around the corner and everyone deserves to have a kick butt costume. Even your succulents. Your little green friends will look positively frightening in these mini ceramic skull planters. These scary pots are bound to make any plant look stylish and chic without distracting from their natural beauty.
I don’t have a dog … or a boyfriend. Once upon a time, I had both. This is not a country song by the way, I am going to take this in a different direction so stick with me. If I did have a dog, I might be writing about all the wonderful ways my imaginary dog, Sprinkles, enhances my life in the absence of a man. But Sprinkles is just a dog I met on the street while her real owner was walking her. And my landlord doesn’t allow pets in the building anyway. So that’s neither here nor there. For now, I’ll have to bestow all my loving praise upon my very cherished succulent, Curly (pictured left). A loyal plant can bring much joy to a single ladies’ life. Curly has been with me now for almost four years and I feel like we have a very solid relationship. After the jump, some reasons why having a plant is better than having a boyfriend. Keep reading »