At last count, it's sporting 30 buds, but Emma spied a couple more as I photographed my baby.
Chrissy has been through thick and thin, hot and cold. My mom gave me a cutting of her plant when I officially moved out of the house just before my senior year of college. If I'm not mistaken, she got her clipping from her own mom's plant. Is that right, Mom?
She rode in the backseat along with the kids on the long trek to Chicago and I carefully toted it in and out of motel rooms for the 11-day trip. Otherwise, she would have become a Popsicle version of the plant seeing as we were driving through the Great North States in February.
The move to Michigan was an easy one for my plant friends, taking just seven hours.
From Michigan to Washington? Well, some piece of luggage (or possibly a thrown toy) took out a a big ol' chunk of Chrissy. I remember being so upset! I replanted it immediately, but it didn't take. *sigh*
Same thing happened on her crushed and crowded ride to San Diego. But this time, the "clipping" took root and is happily growing new leaves all the time. Yay!
Chrissy didn't bloom last year, but the year before, I spotted her first bud on Halloween. She actually bloomed on Easter Sunday. How funny is that?
Merry Christmas from Chrissy the Christmas Cactus!