Plant names

So, I haven't blogged in a while - okay a long while. Any number of excuses pops to mind, but most are mundane and not worth the time spent in typing them. Given my last few posts it appears I have nothing to blog about unless I upload pictures as well, and this post is nothing different. Since Gene and I have been forciably kept inside due to the ungodly heat and humidity we have taken, okay I have taken, to naming our house plants. Yes, I realize how insane this sounds, but we've all heard that talking to your plants makes them healthier right? Well, in my three-minute, half-hazard search of Google I could find any conclusive proof to porve that I'm not insane or going stir crazy, but pleanty of middle-aged gardners seem to think it's pretty spiffy. Given our boredom I think we were pretty creative in our names, well at least some. So here are our lovely, newly-named houseplants.




This is Langston. He's a one- to three-year-old giant seqouia we bought in the Muir Woods National Redwood Forest Preserve on our recent trip to San Fransico. We decided on Langston because acording to Babynames.com it means "everlasting," which we though was an appropraite name for a giant segquoia. I also thought it was appropriate that he was named after Langston Hughes the Harlem Renaissance poet and author - mainly because I'm an English teacher. He was really the reason we decided to start naming our plants. We had to buy a nice big pot and fertilizer for him, so we, okay I, decided taht we should name him as well. He doesn't look very big now, but in a few hundred years he'll look like this.



Since we had gone throught the trouble of looking up a name for Langston, I felt kinda guilty for not nameing the bamboo plant we've had sitting on our dining room table since we moved in. It was guilt-tripping me I swear! Okay, now I do sound insane. Well, back to the story, since bamboos are supposed to be lucky we named ours Yuki since that means lucky in Japanese. Not that original, but oh well. So this is Yuki, maybe since now she has a name she'll grow a bit damnit.



I then went on a naming spree and decided I needed a name for the Boston fern sitting on out TV armoir. I have to give Gene credit for this one: Charles Emerson Winchester the Fern - in homage of the uptight Bostonian from M*A*S*H.






Gene doesn't know this yet, but I also named the Spider plant sitting by the sink. I felt we needed another female to round out our little quartet, so the spider plant is now Archanae. Also not so original, but hey, have you ever named plants?