The times they are a changin'

This is the scene from my kitchen sink. 


Last year there was one orchid plant (named Orchid) and I was holding my breath in case he* died. 


This year, there are five others.


From left to right, they are (and these are their real names)

• Orchid
• Stem Cutting 1 (Emily's school project)
• Stem Cutting 2 (Emily's school project)
• Grass (Emily's school project)
• Pink Flowers (from the dentist)
• African Violets (Emily's)
• Other Orchid

I would never have guessed the day would come when I'd have potted plants sitting long-term on my window ledge. Sure, I talk to them. But we don't discuss politics or anything personal like that. 






*Could be "she". We don't discuss sex**, either.
** And I mean "gender".