Aw, a Baby

My brother collected spider plants (Chlorophytum comosum). From a few long-lived specimens that have survived my mother’s macrame hangers since the ‘70’s, he propagated a whole jungle of the narrow- and many-leaved plants. Once I came home from oHIo and he had about two dozen of the “babies” taking root in yellow dixie cups, lined up on the sill of the bay window like carnival ducks. He even had a cultivar we had not previously seen: one with white leaves with central green stripes. We're pretty sure he stole it as a baby from someone in the neighborhood.

Part of that spider plant was put in his funeral bouquets. I think my mom still has the rest of it on the kitchen window. When I left after his funeral, I took a small piece of it home with me. That was three years ago, and Ethel has finally flowered and is having her first baby.



I also did not know her name was Ethel until just now.

Sylvie checks it out.