I'll be the first to admit that I do not have a green thumb. When I was small, I used to collect cacti, and that's about it. Helping mum in the garden was not a chore I looked forward to.
Here in my new apartment, I started out with 2 fake plants, to brighten up my kitchen cabinets. Then, a sempervivum caught my eyes. As it did well for several months, I became adventurous and asked around for a plant that would have a positive influence on room climate and not be toxic to cats - as Akuma has a bad munching habit. The mother of a friend of mine provided me with three baby spider plants (apparently they're common as muck around here and virtually indestructible). Akuma ignored them for three days and had a bite on the fourth. So I needed to find a way to keep them in the warmest room with the most light and out of her reach.
They're doing fine since that first attack. With the latest addition, Pogonatherum Monica (funny name, as I had just cast on for a Pogona shawl by WestKnits) I didn't want to take any risks and provided protection from kitty teeth the moment this plant entered my life:
A big vase and huge marble found at 2nd hand, 2 green plastic pots I had gotten for the Ikea Fejka, some ribbon I used in a previous project, a plaster star fish that was part of an art display here at the beach, artificial green sand and a cheap necklace I had initially bought for some window art.
Why do my plants wear jewellry, you might ask?
A) To celebrate their arrival in my life
B) To draw my attention to them (Ooh, shiny!) so I keep checking their water supply and general health.