My Mystery Plant
Things slipped off the path of ordinary routine the other day when, with seed pot as scoop, I reached into the bag of soil and...
"OH, WHAT'S THAT?!!" I exclaimed.
"What's what?" Michael asked from the dining room.
"There's something growing in our bag of potting soil," I said, as I cautiously held up the spindly specimen of an very pallid, unknown-to-me plant.
"What is it?" he asked, now stretching over to look at what I was up to in the kitchen.
"I have no idea," I said, with a shrug of my shoulders.
Then, after a brief moment of silence and wonderment, the corners of a smile turned up on my face.
"You want to plant it and find out what it is, don't you" he said.
I nodded a slow and deliberate nod in the affirmative.
Of course I want to find out what it is. This plant was somehow able to grow, completely in the dark, in a tightly closed-up bag of several-months-old potting soil. With no water. It really wants to grow, whatever it is. Our guess is that it's some type of melon.
We shall see.