I’m in the middle of packing up my current home in preparation of moving to the East Coast at the end of September. Because my things are going to be in storage for a month or so, I can’t take my houseplants with me.
My heart is breaking to leave these behind. All of my fourteen pothos were grown from one root stock over a period of ten to fifteen years. As you can see, they’d all but taken over my exercise room/library.
I found a local charity that repurposes donated plants back into the community, so this past weekend I piled all of my plants into my car and dropped them off.
Leaving my plant babies behind feels so final. So much like cutting away the California version of me in preparation of welcoming a new, hopefully happier, me.
This is what the same room currently looks like. So stark. So sad.
Once I’ve found a new home, I’ll definitely be looking for my next group of plant babies to nurture!