Showing posts with label Poinsettia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poinsettia. Show all posts

Monday, December 21, 2009

Getting the Point

Okay, I'm giving it another whirl. Every few years, I go out and buy myself a Euphorbia pulcherrima, better known as Poinsettia. I hadn't planned to do it again, but I stopped into a local chain drugstore to buy an eyeliner pencil, saw that they had some nice-looking, inexpensive, Points (nickname used by hort professionals) and decided to take the plunge.

My new Euphorbia pulcherrima with my Christmas tree in the background

I don't buy them because they excite me as blooming plants. I much prefer Hippeastrum and Schlumbergera for my holiday blooming needs. (Actually, I don't have holiday blooming needs--I just love Amaryllis and Christmas cactus.) I buy them because I enjoy trying to grow Poinsettias as regular green plants. I actually think they are very handsome plants when not in bloom. In the past, I've succeeded at this for periods ranging from a couple of months to a year or so. In fact, the only reason that I don't have the last Point I bought a couple of years ago is that it became a low-priority plant at some point, and didn't get repotted promptly. It became root-bound, dried out once too often, and that was the end of it.

Actually, maybe that didn't need to be the end of it. Once, many years ago, I bought my grandmother a Poinsettia for Christmas. This was my generally plant-indifferent paternal grandmother, not the plant-loving maternal grandmother I have mentioned previously. Grandma kept that plant until she died. Under her erratic care, the thing lost all of its leaves, but lived on as a bunch of bare green stems for years. It resembled nothing so much as a mutant Euphorbia tirucalli, known popularly as a Pencil Tree. You've got to love, or respect, or just go WTF at a plant like that.

Since that plant was pink, like the one I purchased today, maybe this one will be my first truly long term Poinsettia success.

Another view

Speaking of eyeliner pencils, I actually have a plant-related anecdote regarding one. I bought my Sansevieria hargesiana back when I lived in New York. Though I never thought that the light coming through my west facing window was all that strong, it was apparently strong enough to burn my plant. I was embarrassed by the small, straw-colored burn patches, so I actually colored them in with green eyeliner.

Sansevieria hargesiana about three years ago. I had removed the damaged growth by then. I've placed it outdoors and it has never gotten sunburned again.

That is probably a first. Plenty of people dress up their pets, but how many apply makeup to their houseplants? What was that that my stepson calls me again?