Begonia Flowers [en]

[fr] Saviez-vous que les bégonias faisaient des fleurs femelles et mâles sur la même plante? Je viens de le découvrir.

I realized this morning that my begonia (who has identity problems, more on that later) first produces male flowers, then female ones. I noticed a couple of days ago that the new buds on the flower branch were slightly different from the old ones.

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See the change?

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Above, the “old” male flowers. Below, the “new” female flowers:

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Of course, inspired by Derek, I’m going to see if I can get seeds out of them, given I still have male flowers in the kitchen 🙂

Plant News [en]

[fr] Mes plantes vont bien!

The plant-life in my appartment is doing pretty well, so I thought I’d give you some news. Happy news, to make up for the poor yucca, who is, it’s decided, going to be chopped up. If you have an idea for a big shade-loving plant to replace it, let me know.

Happy Monstera

My Monstera is happy. I think it likes the fertilizer. The stump of the stalk I cut off has sprouted two new leaves. I suspect it is relying on the aerial roots more than the flimsy stalk for those, but we’ll worry about that when I repot it (probably next year, I’m not sure how wise it is repot a fresh spurt of leaf-creation).

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As for the stalk I didn’t touch this time, it has produced the most beautiful leaf ever in all my years of Monstera-keeping. See all the holes? I’m also going to wait a bit before chopping this one up. I actually managed to pull it into a less invading position now that the other stalk is gone.

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The Monstera in the kitchen is happy too, and has produced a giant leaf. This one is a chopped-off top of the main plant, from a year or two back (I’ve lost track).

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Multiplying Spider Plant

The tiny spider plant I bought is thriving. Did you know that here we call them “plante vaudoise”, because the colours of the leaves are the same as the Vaud flag? Anyway, the stolon it produced is now carrying flowers and plantlets, which I find very pretty. I’m looking forward to having many more of these!

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Flowering Begonia

The Begonia Maculata in my bedroom has been in bloom non-stop.

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The cutting on the kitchen shelf is also flowering. How did I manage so long with fertilizing my plants? It’s obvious they like it.

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By the way, I have two Begonia Maculata plants: one with 10-cm leaves, and the other with 15 to 20-cm leaves. Aside from the size of the leaves, they are identical: white-spotted leaves and pink flowers. If anybody has information on how to call these two siblings, I’m interested. The leaf size is not just a question of plant age or location or pot size; it’s really two different variations on the same plant theme. Like an M-sized Begonia Maculata and and L-sized one.

Deux jours à Morat, avec croisière des Trois-Lacs: c'est top! [fr]

[en] You know Switzerland is beautiful, right? My recommendation: Morat, and the 3-lake cruise from there. Check out Fribourg Region for more info.

J’ai la chance de faire partie des quelques blogueurs à qui Fribourg Région a offert un week-end détente, dans le cadre de la promotion de leur “Grand concure” (permettant de gagner une cure anti-stress dans la région).

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Vous apprendrez sans grande surprise que j’ai sauté sur la cure “courbature”: deux nuits à Morat, accompagnées (pour moi) d’une journée à vélo et d’une journée de croisière sur les Trois-Lacs. Le tout pour deux personnes, bien entendu.

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Après mes mois de mai et de juin sans souffler, ça m’a fait le plus grand bien de passer un mois de juillet un peu “vacances”, à l’étranger comme plus près d’ici.

Eh bien, j’avoue que j’ai été absolument ravie de ma petite escapade au Pays des Trois-Lacs. C’est joli (vous êtes déjà allé à Morat? non? grave erreur!), très joli, il y a de l’eau, du relief, on y mange bien, l’hôtel est sympa… et en plus c’est à 1h30 de Lausanne. Que demander de plus?

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Après avoir reçu le bon pour ma “cure”, j’ai contacté l’office de tourisme de Morat. On m’a fait remplir un petit formulaire en ligne pour choisir mes activités. Deux à choix: j’ai bien hésité à prendre le papillorama, mais je me suis dit que je voulais insister sur les courbatures, alors j’ai pris le vélo; quant à la croisière des Trois-Lacs, ça ne faisait aucun doute que j’allais la prendre!

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Le projet initial consistait à passer la première journée à vélo (départ relativement tôt de Lausanne, donc), puis à reposer nos courbatures durant la croisière le deuxième jour. Et le troisième, tranquillement se réveiller, prendre ses affaires, et rentrer à d’autres obligations (vacancières en l’occurrence).

Les CFF et le temps se sont mis de mèche pour réduire à néant nos bonnes intentions pour cette première journée: train annulé (on arrive donc une heure plus tard que prévu) et en plus, il pleut… Heureusement, les bons pour la journée à vélo sont valables encore quelques temps. Cela nous fera une excuse pour revenir dans la région pour pédaler!

On a donc profité de cette première journée pour flâner un peu dans Morat, et ça aurait été dommage de nous en priver. C’est une ville à deux étages, qui me fait penser en celà un peu à Thonon — mais les étages sont moins éloignés et mois… déséquilibrés. Morat, c’est une ville fortifiée, pleine de jolies ruelles remplies de magasins et de restaurants, touristique sans trop l’être (en tous cas quand on y était, fin juillet en semaine), entourée de remparts sur lesquels on peut se balader, avec une vue imprenable sur le lac par-dessus les toits de la ville.

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Au hasard de notre promenade, nous découvrons que Morat a un cinéma open air. La classe! On passe à l’office du tourisme se renseigner et dire bonjour à la gentille dame avec qui j’avais eu contact pour préparer le séjour. Le hasard fait bien les choses: elles avaient justement deux invitations pour le soir même qu’elles n’allaient pas utiliser, et dont elles nous ont fait cadeau.

Notre hôtel était situé juste à l’intérieur des remparts, assez simple mais très joli et propre. J’ai dormi un peu dans les couvertures, ayant oublié de les prévenir à l’avance de mon allergie, mais à part ça, rien à redire. J’ai un peu fait la tête en voyant que c’était WC et douches à l’étage, mais c’était super propre, juste en face de notre porte, et on n’a jamais eu à attendre 🙂

Le lendemain, journée lacustre: Morat-Neuchâtel-Bienne-Neuchâtel-Morat. On a réservé notre repas sur le bateau la veille et embarqué à 10h, heure encore raisonnable. Il ne faisait pas très beau, ce qui veut dire qu’il y avait de la place pour s’asseoir (dedans!) — et comme toujours lorsque je me retrouve dans un cadre magnifique sous un temps non-idéal, j’ai pris note que c’est beau, très beau, même quand il fait moche. Moralité: quand il fait moche, allez dans la nature, plutôt que de rester en ville.

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J’ai adoré cette croisière. Une journée à ne rien faire. Au retour de Bienne, il faisait un peu plus beau, et j’ai passé l’après-midi à l’extérieur, bien emmitouflée dans mes diverses couches et mon ciré.

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Les canaux qui relient les lacs sont vraiment jolis et calmes.

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Et allez, la petite famille de cygnes, juste pour le plaisir des yeux et du coeur:

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Bref, pour ceux qui aurait sauté un peu tous les passages descriptifs pour se retrouver à la fin de mon article (et pour ceux qui désirent un résumé):

The Unhappy Yucca [en]

[fr] Le yucca de l'eclau n'est pas heureux.

There is a very unhappy Yucca at eclau. Here he is:

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As you can see, his lower leaves are drying out in huge quantities. By the time I remembered to take a photo, I had already cleared about half out:

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You can see which way they’re drying out, and the speckles on the dry leaves:

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Even the new leaves are not happy:

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It might be overwatering (I’ve hung a “don’t water” sign on him now) but I suspect something more problematic like lack of light. It doesn’t get any direct sunshine where it is, and eclau sometimes stays closed (blinds down) all week-end. Not great for a yucca.

I don’t see a solution to this because this guy is huge. There is nowhere else he will fit. The yucca was brought to eclau ages ago by one of the coworkers and was left there when he departed. I’ve always had a bit of trouble fitting him somewhere, not to mention that he first came with hordes of little black “rot flies” (dunno how to call them in English).

So, I suspect it’ll come down to this:

  • make sure it’s not an illness (anybody?)
  • chop chop chop him down, cut the arms off
  • repot the stump and put it somewhere happier
  • repot the tops (I’ve read you just stick them in soil and they’ll root) for three smaller yuccas which can go live in happier places

Ideas and advice welcome, specially if you know what’s going on here.

Formation SAWI sur les médias sociaux et communautés en ligne: ça se remplit [fr]

[en] The last info-session for the SAWI course I co-direct on social media and online communities is next week. The course is filling up, don't wait too much if you want to take part!

La dernière session d’information sur la formation que je co-dirige au SAWI (médias sociaux et communautés en ligne) aura lieu mercredi dans deux semaines, le 24 août à Lausanne. Le cours se remplit et le délai d’inscription approche, venez donc vous informer la semaine prochaine et ne ratez pas l’occasion de prendre part à cette deuxième volée!

Plus d’infos sur le blog de la formation et la page d’info du SAWI.

The Bittersweet Freedom of Catlessness [en]

[fr] Visite féline durant le mois à venir. Je garde Kitty, le chat d'une de mes anciennes cat-sitteuses. Juste retour des choses, et occasion d'une réflexion sur ma vie sans chat/avec chat.

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I’ve been meaning to write this post for quite a few months. What prompts me to write it now is that there is a cat in my flat, and will be for the next month. Kitty belongs to a friend of mine, who is going abroad for a month. She used to cat-sit Bagha back in the day. So, I’m taking care of Kitty for her while she’s away.

Kitty is a shy character, maybe a leftover of her past life as a stray. I have been trying to coax her out from under a piece of furniture with little bits of ham — and my plan for making friends over the next weeks involves clicker-training. You’ll get photographs once she comes out of hiding.

Over the last months, saddened though I was by Bagha’s death, I have been enjoying the freedom of catlessness. I have travelled a lot (maybe too much), and appreciated being able to stay elsewhere overnight on a whim without feeling bad about leaving my cat alone. (One could discuss how justified feeling bad about leaving Bagha alone for a night was, but that’s another topic.)

Now that I’m clearly out of the acute stage of grief, and that my catless life seems very normal, I wonder how I’ll feel about giving up some of that freedom again for furry companions. Of course, the freedom you give up for an animal when its young and healthy is not the same as when it is old and declining. (Kittens, though, are another story. I’m not sure I want kittens. Kittens are cute. Of course I’d love kittens. But I’m not sure I want to go through a year of having baby cats in the house.)

I’m not finding it too difficult to enjoy my freedom. I thought I would be more conflicted about it. Feeling bad about being happy to be free [because I don’t have a cat anymore]. I was a bit, intially. Now… sometimes I even forget to be sad. I think that’s a good sign.

This month with Kitty, in addition to helping out a friend, is also an opportunity for me to be “with cat” again. Another cat than Bagha. I mentioned that one of the things I needed to do to sort through my grieving emotions was separate my sadness of losing Bagha from my sadness of being catless. Maybe the coming month will be a chance to tie up a few loose ends around that theme.

In Praise of the Morning Routine [en]

[fr] Avoir une routine matinale à laquelle on se tient, ça aide (même quand on a eu une panne d'oreiller, comme moi ce matin!)

I have a morning routine. From wake-up to office, it takes roughly 90 minutes. I don’t hurry. I don’t look at the time. I just go through it.

It’s a way to start the day, a way to wake up before staring at my inbox or getting started with work. It also means that for 90 minutes at the start of the day, I don’t have to make any choices or take any decisions.

There are times when I’m not good at sticking to it. But in general, I’ve noticed that the days, weeks or months when I do tend to go better. Not confusing correlation with causation, here: I’m very well aware that if I have the leisure to not be in a rush in the morning and take those 90 minutes, it means I’m not running around putting out fires all the time. True too, though, that if I am putting out fires but do manage to preserve this morning time of mine, I am managing to firewall some downtime from the madness of the rest of the day. In this way, my morning routine is not just a health indicator of my life, but also a took I can use to influence it.

This morning, I overslept. I had blocked a full day of work in the office, and I woke up three hours later than I had planned. Normally, when that happens, I rush downstairs to the office as fast as I can and get on with my day. This morning, I had second thoughts:

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Well, I listend to Nicole’s (and others’) advice and followed my gut: stick with the morning routine. Waking up late is annoying enough without throwing “my time” out of the window on top of it. And if I needed to sleep 10 hours straight, well so be it.

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I now have a new “rule”: stick with the morning routine. If I needed extra sleep, well, let that eat into work or evening time, not morning and “get going” time.

Consequences for today: I worked later than I’d initially planned, and decided to give up going to a barbecue in the evening. But I went through my day without feeling crap.

So, you’re wondering, what do I do during those 90 minutes? No big mystery. My morning routine intially crept up on me (result of too much unstructured life) and was fertilized by my discovery of FlyLady (who, amongst other things, insists on the importance of routines). My morning routine is pretty much what it was 2 years ago:

  • get up, straighten bed
  • neti pot if necessary, wash any leftover dishes (ideally)
  • hop into exercise clothes, do sit-ups, 30 minutes on the bike, stretch a bit
  • shower, get dressed, have breakfast
  • prepare my stuff and head out/downstairs

Not much to do for 90 minutes, see. I often also take a few minutes to check Twitter, or play a level of Plants vs. Zombies on my iPhone (warning: crack-addictive).

Do you have a morning routine? (Coffee drinkers, you do — even if you don’t think you do.)

 

Trying to Get Organized (Again) [en]

[fr] Je m'organise: pas de nouveaux mandats de formation ou de conférences avant mi-mars 2012 (priorité à mes engagements existants, l'agenda est plein!), utiliser la Technique Pomodoro sur la semaine pour mieux évaluer la charge de travail que représente les affaires courantes et mes mandats existants, et travaillers sur des conférences et formations "standard" plutôt que de tout faire à partir de zéro à chaque fois!

I’m trying to figure out how to get organized over the next six months to do everything I need/want to do without working myself into the ground. Or behind the sofa, cowering.

This is part of the ongoing “how to improve the way I run my business” thinking.

One thing I have clearly pinpointed is the following:

  • almost all the work I do (including training and talks) is bespoke
  • when the financial means of my clients are limited (e.g. many schools and small companies) I need to find a more rational way of using my time

This means I need to get to work on the dirty little secret of successful businesses and freelancers: reduce, recycle, reuse (thanks for that one, Suw). I need to work on preparing a certain number of “standard” talks and training sessions, rather than doing everything from scratch each time.

Until the end of the year, I already have a significant amount of commitments (or commitments-in-the-making, because we’re still hashing out details or agreeing on a formal proposal). The good news around this is that I’m not too worried about paying my bills (I still have a way to go before I can relax completely about finances, though… but who can?). The bad news is that looking at my calendar for September/October/November is already making me feel stressed. (That’s the calendar including future and probable gigs, though, it’s not that bad.)

The other thing is that (probably overcompensating for too many years with almost no holidays) I am actually taking a large number of weeks off this year. I’ve counted, and I will not release the number, because it is somewhat indecent. It makes me feel a little better about being overworked when I’m here, though. And it does bring to my attention the fact I probably need to seek a little more balance between my “working time” and “holiday time”.

Holidays play two roles for me:

  1. allow me time off from work to recuperate
  2. allow me to see people I love and who don’t live in Lausanne or nearby

The first type of holiday clearly requires no working while I’m away. The second doesn’t. There’s no reason I can’t go and spend a week in London with Suw and Steph, work while I’m there and hang out with them. This would also have the advantage of giving me a week clear of meetings and phone calls and visits, where I can concentrate on “office work”. So, I’m going to plan some of those for 2012.

So, all that considered, if I look at my calendar now it’s pretty clear to me I don’t really have space for new speaking/training engagements until mid-March 2012 (except if they’re paid well enough to make me happy to sacrifice my week-ends — never say never).

That’s the wide-angle view for the year ahead.

On a more micro level, I’ve mentioned elsewhere (and in another language) that I’ve been using the Pomodoro Technique recently and it’s really helping me. Here’s how it helps:

  • it gives me a clear amount of time to put my head down (like my “dashes” do)
  • it makes me take breaks
  • as I write down my Pomodoros, it helps me plan what I’m going to get done in the day/morning and adjust my expectations

The last bit is crucial. Specially when I have lots to do that is not deadly urgent, I have trouble setting priorities and get frustrated at how slowly I make progress. Now, if I know that during a 9-12 morning session I can do 5 pomodoros (= 5 times 25 minutes of actual work), it allows me to plan what I’m going to use them for. I might use one to make progress in my accounting backlog, one to make progress in a report I really don’t want to write, two to write a blog post, and one to deal with some e-mail, get back to people, and plan the next day.

Used this way, the Pomodoro Technique is a very simple planning tool that takes a lot of stress away from me and allows me to put my energy in actually working.

There is less overhead than Getting Things Done, too: even if you want to do things well, reading the free ebook that explains the Pomodoro Technique takes about an hour. And you can dive right in: just get a timer, set it on 25 minutes, work non-stop on something, then take a five-minute break, and start again. It’s deadly simple and is designed to be implemented in progressive steps (instead of degrading gracefully it upgrades gracefully). Check out the cheat sheet if you’re impatient.

I should be able to fit 12 Pomodoros in a full day of work, but to play it safe, I’m counting on 10 right now. That means I have 50 Pomodoros available on a five-day week. The Pomodoro is a unit of time that my brain can work with, specially after a few days of working in Pomodoro-length bursts. It’s much simpler than the hour, which is (a) longer and (b) divisible. (There is a rule that says “The Pomodoro is indivisible.”)

This is helping me see what I can get done in a day, and therefore, a week. For example, I might estimate that I need on average one Pomodoro a day to get organized, do my accounting/invoicing, pay bills, sort through e-mails. Not the same mix every day, but roughly one a day. Right, five a week.

Then, I estimate that on one of the projects I’m working on, I need 3 Pomodoros a week. On another, two. Another might take up a day of my time each week, which means my weeks actually have closer to 40 Pomodoros than 50.

If you do project planning, you’re familiar with this. It’s nothing new. But in my case, the ability to think “in Pomodoros” has been the key to allowing my brain to do this kind of exercise. As I write down my Pomodoros in advance and check them off as they’re done, within a few weeks I’ll be easily able to see if my estimates are off and adjust them.

One thing I’ve been terribly bad at this last year is protecting a sufficient number of “office days” where I’m not interrupted by errands and meetings.

So, in summary, what’s the plan?

  • plan “working abroad” visits for 2012 to reduce the number of non-working holidays while still seeing non-local friends and family
  • moratorium on new speaking/training engagements until mid-March 2012
  • continue working in Pomodoros and gain a better sense of how much time I need for my regular “ongoing” tasks and projects so that I have a “weekly framework of Pomodoros” to get organized from
  • work on standard talks and training offers (which will in the long run allow me to be more proactive and less reactive about finding clients)
  • block an “office day” per week (monthly average)

Off I go!

Formateurs: et vos supports de cours? [fr]

[en] Trainers: do you make your course material freely available, or do you guard it safely for only those who followed your teaching?

Au début de la formation MCMS/MSCL, nous avons décidé de rendre publics les supports de cours des intervenants.

Cela me paraissait la chose logique et naturelle: mettre à disposition une partie de son savoir, et aussi, à mon sens la valeur qu’apporte un formateur dépasse largement son support de cours. Sinon, passons-nous du formateur, et vendons le support de cours.

Pour moi, un formateur dont l’atout principal est son support de cours se trouve coincé dans un modèle “économique” archaïque, comme l’industrie de la musique qui tente de remettre des goulots d’étranglement artificiels à la distribution pour sauvegarder son business.

Un support de cours est un support. Il enrichit le cours, offre un ancrage, sert peut-être d’aide-mémoire une fois le cours passé. Vous l’aurez deviné sans grande peine, je ne suis pas une grande amoureuse des supports de cours, et clairement, ce n’est pas ce que je fais de mieux dans mon enseignement. Mais j’admets volontiers que les supports de cours sont utiles, importants, et que c’est quelque chose dont je veux développer la qualité en ce qui concerne les formations que je donne.

Par contre, il ne faut pas tomber dans le travers opposé de tout miser sur le support de cours. Tout comme, lorsqu’on donne une conférence ou une présentation, on évite comme la peste de faire un Powerpoint contenant chaque mot que l’on prononcera.

Assez théorisé. Au cours de l’année, j’ai pu me rendre compte que ce qui allait de soi pour moi (partager ses supports de cours) n’allait pas forcément de soi pour tout le monde.

Chers formateurs qui me lisez, je serais très curieuse d’entendre comment vous considérez vos supports de cours: sont-ils la colonne vertébrale de votre enseignement? un supplément? une béquille? un soutien? les mettez-vous à disposition? les gardez-vous jalousement?

Comment fonctionnez-vous?

Plantgasm: I Love Plants Too! [en]

[fr] Mes plantes!

A few months ago, I discovered Derek‘s new blog Plantgasm. Derek and I have met a few times, but to be honest, I had no idea (or had completely forgot) that he loved plants.

I’ve spent a few hours (in a couple of sittings) since then reading through his entries and looking at his photos. You should do so too if you have any interest in green growing things!

I’ve always liked plants too, and from the moment I moved into “my new room” at my parents’ (bigger, downstairs, cat-compatible — I was 9) I remember inviting plants in to share my living space. (No huge surprise here, there were plants all over the house already, and given the amount of time my dad spent and still spends tending the garden, he probably also likes plants.)

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My balcony plants

In Montreal earlier this year, I realized something important about myself: I’m not a city person. As in — and it’s become increasingly obvious these last years — though I like living in Lausanne-City, I’m really happy outdoors, on the lake, in the mountains, on the balcony, and doing stuff with plants and animals. And I guess living “in town” in Lausanne works because Lausanne is such a tiny village, and I live almost out of town (translate “10 minutes away from the centre”).

So, my flat is full of plants, and for the last two years I’ve been going “heck, I really need to repot them and chop some down”. Well, this spring, I got to work. And, even though I’m a bit tired of documenting my life, as I mentioned in my previous post, I wanted to show you some of my green pets. My photos are nowhere as nice as Derek’s, of course, but better than none!

These two are among my favorite (as far as I’ve been able to figure out, begonia maculata or tamaya, though they are clearly different variations, one having way bigger leaves than the other).

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This guy regularly falls off his perch when he gets top-heavy and I forget to water him. He’s recently graced us with flowers (maybe the fertilizer helped!) and I have a bunch of cuttings growing in various pots.

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Here’s the little brother, also very easy to reproduce and regularly gracing me with pink flowers.

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Higher up, you caught a glimpse of the chopped-off-and-repotted top of my monstera deliciosa.

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There used to be two stalks 🙂

My problem was triple: the plant was getting huge, all the lower leaves had fallen off, and the stem at the base of the plant was very thin and sickly. So I started the big monstera reduction and multiplication operation. (It actually started a couple of years back when I chopped off the last leaf of both stems and repotted them — happily in my kitchen now — but it just shifted the problem a few centimeters to the right or left.)

In addition to chopping off and repotting the healthy leafy part of the plant, I had some fun untangling the roots (hadn’t realized how long they were!) and tried some experiments: sticking bits of roots in pots (attached to the plant or not), and also sections of stem with no leaf but some root. So far, it seems that “root in pot” doesn’t work very well. The jury is still out for “leafless stem in pot”.

As you can see in the two photos below, the monstera has started budding at the bottom of both stems. I’m going to wait and watch before doing anything rash.

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Other members of my green family include this guy, recently brought back from the dead:

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A dracaena which was drowned too often and needs repotting:

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A banana tree that has recently produced offspring:

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A spider plant that’s reaching out:

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And a few more hanging out on the kitchen table and in various other parts of the flat:

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(Most of the photos have descriptive text, click on them to read a little more.)

Next steps, once I’ve got all the houseplants under control: a pallet garden and fun edible things on my balcony, more orchids, and… a fish tank in the office (yes, I know fish aren’t plants; they’re somewhere in between plants and cats).