There was an old woman who lived in a shoe...

Well, I'm not quite an old woman and I don't live in a shoe and I don't

have too many children that I don't know what to do but...

I do have a fern that keeps reproducing wee baby ferns ALL the time.

I've given so many away and have composted more than I care to admit.

I've written about this fern before so if you live somewhere where I can get them

to you or it's legal to mail them, let me know and I'll be glad to share the wealth.

So here I go again...saving these little offspring...reinventing things to do with them.

This is the Mother of all ferns.

Her common name is actually Mother Fern...

I got her about 5 years ago as one of 'those' babies.

A tiny little 2" scrawny orphan in a pot.

I was told to give her lots of water.

I did.

She grew very slowly for almost a year and then....bam!

All of a sudden she got bigger and bigger...kind of like a child does.

Now she has fronds about 3 feet in length and is the proud momma 

of a kazillion green miniatures of herself...

They grow on the ends of the fronds and you just gently pull them off to start new ones.

The other day I found a nice old mason jar.

A mason jar old enough that modern lids don't fit.

I love that it has the big word 'CANADA' embossed on the glass...

I don't think they make them anywhere near Canada anymore.

It also has the words 'Improved Gem' embossed above Canada...

I guess it was better than the even older ones.

So I picked up some pebbles from the beach, combined with some other

bits of beach glass and beach crockery bits...

Filled it with some filtered water and anchored the little ferns amongst the pebbles...

...in time they'll root, I'll give some more away and dream up more ways to reinvent

this plant...kind of like sour dough don't you think?

Wordless Wednesday...

A walk around the lake early this morning...hello June

I'd rather be a forest than a street.
Yes I would.
If I could,
I surely would.

 I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet,
Yes I would.
If I only could,
I surely would.



Many, tiny babies...

Last year I did a post about houseplants...in particular this lovely fern I have

whose common name is 'Mother of millions' or 'Mother Fern'.

She is so graceful with delicate, long, green arms hanging down,

sometimes brushing your head with the tips of her leaves as you lounge on the sofa...

And now she's gone and done it again...making many tiny babies on the

ends of her fronds and me, trying to find places for them

all to live...

I fill a pretty glass bowl with stones from the beach...

some good potting soil on top of that...

and gently poke about six of the little ones into the moist world that they love so much...

But what to do with the many others?

For now they will go into a dish of water until I find little homes for them.

I do believe I need a conservatory...yes that's it, a fern room of ones own!