Day Five

This is my philodendron and seems to be the only plant that survives around here. Well I guess the mini cactus is still thriving, but it only gets 1 table spoon of water every month if even that. Earlier I was trying to think about what my photo was going to be today and I realized the tradition that this silly plant holds for me. I can remember my grandmother having one of these and my mother as well. And now I too own a philodendron whose own roots came from my mothers plant and her roots most likely from my grandmothers. Who knows where my grandmother got her roots from. Very possibly another family member. So the tradition of the philodendron lives on!