Call me crazy
by chuckofish
I like to go to estate sales on Saturday morning. Last weekend my son was home so I dragged him along to an estate sale at a large house in Ladue. It was a nice house with a vintage St. Charles kitchen complete with blue metal cabinets. I didn’t find anything really, but I did get this large schefflera plant:
I was glad I had a strong young man along to tote the plant to my car! It is now getting some sun in daughter #2’s bedroom. Here is another plant I found at an estate sale last spring. It is looking much improved after a long, hot summer in our Florida room!
Sometimes I feel like I’m on the Plant Rescue Team. I guess I was just deeply effected by this as a child:
dual personalities 
Oh, I love this! And I know how you feel about those plants. Whenever I buy anything at an antique store or sale, I feel like I’m making a rescue.
I can’t wait to see it in my room!! I have watered the plant you gave me once since moving into my apartment… oops.
Well, I hope you have watered it a second time since reading this post!