Back in February, inspired by lo the many, many images of cunning little succulent pots I’ve seen online…
I decided that turning these sweet little 70’s coffee cups into such planters would give me justification for buying them.
Here’s what they don’t tell you in all those blog posts: If you do even a half-way decent job of nurturing your succulents, they will grow out of those adorable little pots:
And it will happen far more quickly and spectacularly than you ever thought it could.
As you see new shoots budding, you realize that the charming vision you had about those pots is going to have to be abandoned. You are going to have to let it (and them) go. If you want those succulents to keep living, you’re going to have to find a new place for them to grow. Because–of course!–they have to keep growing. The only way to not grow is to die.
And you don’t want that:
So you look for new pots, ones with more space. You prepare to transplant. You let their old life, in the little cups on the kitchen window sill, go. It’s hard. They were so sweet, and you loved them even more than you thought you would. You know how empty the sill is going to look without them.
In not unrelated news, this song–released the year my daughter was born (yes, that was really 18 years ago!)–has been playing on repeat in my head the past few days: