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I really consider myself a bit of a weirdo because of the way I think about plants and now you've introduced yet another layer of weirdness that I am sure I will curse you for later. This statement, 'rescuing the bromeliad that has silently screamed to me from the grocery produce shelf, pleading for a second chance at life' is going to drive me crazy every time I go into the produce section, oh no. The thing I already do that is similar is I feel sorry for all pitiful or dying plants and I just know they want to come home with me and live a happy long life. Lots of us Dave's garden people are saviors of plants but I think I take it a bit too far when, if I am going to purchase a plant and there is a pitiful one among the healthy lovely ones I will often buy the pitiful one because I feel sorry for it, even if I have to pay full price. Also, I am so envious of your job, I have a real thing for zoo's and especially the horticulture and horticulturists at our zoo, what a delight it is to walk our zoo's paths and get to talk to all the wonderful plant people working there, I learn new things each time I go and I drive 1 1/2 hrs. each way to get there and I go at least twice a month and never tire of it. So yeah, you have the perfect job!
I really enjoyed your article and I send out a special salute to all the other Dave's Garden weirdos, it's fun to know you're out there.
Hi, puertorico! I wish I could take you up on the future time-travel marriage proposal, but I've determined to go to the brightest light and avoid any further reincarnations (my Reader's Digest condensed version of the "Tibetan Book of the Dead" - go to the bright white light, avoid the warm, fuzzy lights as these will bring you back in a reincarnated form, and whatever monsters you encounter, don't be afraid because these are just projections of your own karma). LOL
I empathize with your pity for distressed plants. I don't often buy anything other than half-priced plants on the verge of the true death. If I happen to pick up a plant and put it in my shopping cart, then find another plant that looks a little healthier and put the first plant back on the shelf, I grieve for it not being the one chosen for adoption in my good home.
I've heard there are farmer's markets and produce stands that have peeler/corers for fresh pineapple fruit to sell, and that they toss out the green pineapple bromeliad crowns as trash. All I need to do is find one of those establishments, raid their dumpsters, and then my pineapple farm can really come to complete fruition!