Months that can fuck off and die: January,  February. Suck my nonexistent dick, both of you grey, shitty, freezing months. At least March is light at the end of the tunnel. My poor transplanted shrubs…I don’t see how they’re going to make it. 🙁

In good news, I’ve decided to keep my bebe persimmon trees (AKA Little Brown Sticks) indoors in pots until its full-on spring and warm. Paw paw, too, when they arrive. Inexplicably, he didn’t ship them together even though I bought them less than 24h apart. Whatever. I also got some cute baby houseplants at Walschwitz today: Dieffenbachia ‘Camille’, Dracena ‘Lemon Lime’, Philodendron ‘Silver’, Philodendron ‘Moonlight’ and one whose name escapes me ATM, but it’s variegated like Cordyline, though related to Maranta. Stomanthe ‘TrioStar’; that’s it. Pretty pink/green/white streaked leaves that apparently fold up at night. If I can figure out what I want to do with the former towel shelves from 544–I got hammered metal spray paint today–the new plants will probably be happiest in my bathroom. I think there’s enough light in the south-facing window even though it has privacy film over it, and they’ll appreciate the humidity, especially in winter. I still have to decide whether to cut down the shelves or not, though. Anyway, I gave the plants a good soak in the sink when I got them home, so they’re okay for now.

Edit: The Dracena isn’t ‘Lemon Lime’, it’s ‘Lemon Surprise’ which has wider yellow stripes. Not that anyone could tell the difference unless they were side-by-side, but they are separate cultivars.

Another edit: It’s a good thing I shook the box before I threw it out, or my little paw paw sticks would have been frozen to death and gone forever. I didn’t see them when I looked, and I groped around in the long, triangle box without detecting them, but they were in there after all. I potted them together because they were so skinny, but potted the persimmon separately. We’ll see how that works out when spring comes, but C. was right; the poor little things didn’t want to be put out in the cold, even sleebin’.