Return!/Gatsby

Wow! It's been so long! Well, fret not my loyal army of readers, my phone is back in action and that also means I am too. I will blog about my tree since I haven't been able to do so since I purchased it.

On the last day of the Philadelphia Flower Show, Kristin and I got a sweet ass deal on two infant redwoods. They were practically screaming for us from the "3 for $6" table. I was anxious to not return home empty handed so when I saw a twig in a pot of soil I said, "Why not?". I grabbed one for Kristin and one for me (the two biggrest twigs I saw) and was about to get in line to purchase them. We both figured "Cool. A nice little plant for us each to take care of and talk about." Wrong. I asked the friendly sales-lady what two objects I held in my hands and a little bit about how to take care of them. To our surprise I was holding two infant trees. She told us to keep them moist and give them plenty of sun. And not to plant them until the first day of Spring. We obliged. I asked her how tall these trees typically grow. She said "One fifty". We paused waiting for some unit of measurement we've never heard before. "Feet" she said. To which Kristin hastily responded "Sold!"

We chose our individual plants and took them to our respective houses. After a week of watering and feeding it sun via my bedroom window, my tree has grown about half an inch and has sprouted MANY tiny green leaves. It has also gained a name; Gatsby. I'm a sucker for literature and he's by far one of my favorite characters in any book ever.

Tomorrow is the first day of Spring. Tomorrow is when I plant Gatsby where he'll be (hopefully) for the next 1000 years. It will be a joyous occasion, but it will be terribly sad to see Gatsby out in the real world all by himself. Instead of a little plastic pot on my windowsill.