I have over 60 plants in my house. Thats’s right. Over 60. And I love each of them individually. I talk to them, care for them, tell them they’re pretty, and in general think they add so much vibrance to my home.
But there’s always that one. The one I walk past daily and think, “Dang, I did a good job.”
Which plant is that, you ask? It’s my propagated golden pothos, the very first propagation I ever did. I took cuttings off of my very first plant, Gary the Golden Pothos, and now, Gary has a baby.
Propagating a pothos isn’t hard. You just take cuttings with the brown nodes on them (dirt colored bumps that can vary in size, some are tiny, others are an inch or two) and plop them in water. Change the water every few days, and within a few weeks, you’ll have some white roots sticking out.
That’s exactly what I did with this one, and then I moved it outside for the summer and let it get all the good humidity and sunlight. When I brought it in for the winter, I moved it into my grow cabinet (I should do a post on that later) and within 2 months, it outgrew the cabinet. Now it’s thriving in my kitchen nook, greeting us every time we sit down for a meal.