Anyone who knows me knows that I can’t be trusted with a plant. Notoriously, plants wilt on my watch, which is why I thought getting an orchid would be a great idea. I’ve been told that they are tough plants that need very little maintenance as long as I put an ice cube in it every week. It seemed easy enough, and they are absolutely beautiful, so I bought one for my apartment to give my room some life.
I was diligent. I put my ice cube in each week (I think). It was placed carefully by a window that got a lot of that Instagram-worthy natural light. Then, after two weeks, my fears were coming true: The flowers, one by one, begin to shrivel.
Worse, one by one, a flower would fall each week, tumbling from the stem to my (dusty) window sill. Continue reading “I thought my orchid was dying”