Spathiphyllium? I’m Good, Thanks!

When Mr. Resistance comes to visit he decides to stay way past his welcome, as I’ve mentioned to you so many times before. Feeling the need for a breakthrough some how, I decided to go on a quick Artist’s Date. Well, it was a good idea, but it didn’t happen the way I was expecting it to.

Quick, yes. Satisfying? Yes, and not really.

A free day ahead, with The Princess in tow, I thought we could visit Planting Fields Arboretum in Oyster Bay. It’s kind of nearby so I thought it might be a nice jaunt for us both. The camellias are in bloom in the hot house, among other flowers and plants there.

The idea was for us to see some color, smell the aroma of the flowers, and feel a little warmth in this miserable winter in New York. Maybe I would get to take a few photos for painting direction. Maybe a little motivation. Something to pick up my mood and kick out Mr. Resistance.

Spathiphyllium

By the time I decided to get ourselves out the door and on our way the morning was passing into lunchtime territory. Hey, I’m a morning person and I like to be out and back by lunch, or at least early afternoon. Besides, The Princess needs her nap. So, I scrapped the arboretum idea and went to Hick’s, a large nursery closer to home.

A quick drive and we were in a tropical paradise of flowers, plants, green of all kind. Lovely.

We looked at everything they had to offer. The Princess enjoyed some interaction with Coco the parrot in his cage. He whistled to us “YooHoo.”

Did I take any photos? No, I forgot! But we made a purchase of this lovely spathiphyllium. I was hoping it’d be good as an air purifier in my studio, but I think it’s needs are more suited to brighter light than is available there.

I know the feeling.

 

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Author: Dora Sislian Themelis

As a fine artist, I paint, knit, and make jewelry, to figure it all out.

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