I know now the plant that used to hang in the window of my home office has ESP.
For weeks I had suspected the plant was at least sentinent. Though I couldn't imagine what the source of distress could be, I would find tears dripping from the tips of the leaves on the plant.
It happened mostly in the morning. I would turn on the light, find drops of moisture beading up on the table beneath the plant, then watch as the tears formed and dropped one after another.
I know now that the plant could see what the future held for it.
Last week Motivated Mom said it was time to move the plant outdoors for the summer. I diligently followed her instruction.What the instructions didn't include was that the plant should be in partial shade.
I thoughtfully placed the plant on the back deck where it would receive gobs of sunlight - and did so on one of those days when the temperature soared to 98 degrees.
What remains of the once lustorous plant is now a series of dried vines.
....If only I had known why the plant had been crying.
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