while i ponder the location of my succulent tapestry and wait for francisco to return, i set about refreshing and replanting some of my succulent pots. i moved an iron fence planter out of a garden bed and closer to the front walkway.
i’m still taking cuttings of existing plants and for lack of a better location they get relocated up on the porch out of any potential mist or drizzle.
of course once you refresh and replant one pot you see a dozen more that need attention.
or perhaps your eye falls on a 2 foot echeveria rosette that needs beheading. this guy will get directly planted in the new succulent bed. i had to get my tree loppers to cut the huge stalk. then i set the rosette on top of an empty gallon pot. once i put him in the soil he’ll develop roots and hopefully i’ll get new plants growing along the old stalk.
in another pot i had a crested sunburst aeonium that had been neglected. we’ll see what happens when i try and get all the salvaged parts to root. hopefully i’ll end up with a dozen more crested plants. they’re rare so that would be v.v. cool!
meanwhile the leaves rooting in water are making new plants.
a few more pots with cuttings; some are fresh, some calloused, a couple are rooted. they’ll receive hardly any water until they all grow roots. that means if it rains these guys are getting covered! remember, i’m a laura eubanks devotee , which i mentioned in my last post, so i just do exactly what she tells me.
i’m hoping to get a few hours to take paint brush to sketchbook and make some watercolor sketches, but the life of a working stiff gives me very little time to do everything i want. the only consistent thing i do no matter what is write in my journal. still, i’m longing to sit at my art table soon (maybe today!) and draw/paint.
amidst all of the moving, potting, clipping, pruning, and succulent frenzy the andean silver leaf sage continues in its quiet splendor.
just wanted to send out a smoke signal and let you know i’m here working away, but thinking of a trip to the coast soon. hope you’re well and enjoying life at home. pottering about and tinkering with this and that. i’ll just be here, sitting on a garden stool with a spade in one hand and a succulent cutting in the other.