This pothos plant has traveled as far as we have. We first adopted the plant while living in Brooklyn, NY, from Natty Garden, a nursery that we passed by every day on our walk to Prospect Park. It lived in a dingy, small apartment on our kitchen window sill where it thrived off of the little bounced light that came through. It spawned many pothos babies in less than ideal conditions, giving us, the human dwellers, life and air. It's ability to survive and persevere is, in itself, a form of inspiration. It's incredible to me that this pothos has traveled coast to coast, most probably coming from a mother pothos that traveled even farther than that. It's adaptability and unrelenting will to live, even with a black thumbed gardener like myself, is a feat of nature. Words that I think about when I look at this photo: sprawling, stretching, lift, curves, new life, hope, and breath.
A wonderful story to share - I loved the emotion tied to it. I would have liked more mention of how lighting plays a part in its story. One would be that light gives it life :)
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