Writing exercise: The Pachira plant
This came from a suggested writing exercise on Holly Lisle's web site. You should take an object, look at it for five minutes and then write a so detailed description as possible.
You remember the potted plant I mentioned a few days ago. Well, I made it the object of this exercise and the result borders on rambling.
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When I got this tropical looking plant - Pachira - from my parents as an early housewarming gift it had a lush foliage. One icy night in a truck while moving home brought the poor thing near death. From its many leaves only a few remain. Nonetheless it still survives.
Standing on the ground it reaches as high as my chest. This doesn't mean much because I am anything but tall. The pot is a plain, beige, and unobtrusive ceramic.
The plant actually consists of four thin, intertwined, practically braided, trunks. It must be have done while they were still green. Now the trunks are woody and stiff. Their bark is slightly rough and of light brown-grey color. They are branchless until near to the top. There they were once cropped and green branches sprouted to form a crown. But one of the trunks is a bit shorter. It seems to have broken off. It doesn't end in a clean cut like the others but it splintered. But it too grew branches and leaves.
The Pachira smells, well, green. I can't find a better word for it. It smells fresh with a hint of sourness or bitterness and I imagine that it would taste very bitter. I didn't test it though. After the fateful night when it got frost most of the leaves dropped. They left behind a very strong, sharp and sour smell.
Three out of the four trunks were hit very hard by the frost.They lost all leaves and even the green branches dried up. Nonetheless I remain hopeful that they will recover because the wooden parts appear unharmed.
I am certain of that regarding the fourth trunk. It retained some leaves. They look bad now. Their green has faded into various shades of spotty brown to brownish yellow. Some still have some spots of green at the edges. But they didn't drop like the rest and the green branches are unaffected. So it will probably survive.
To tell the truth when I received the gift I didn't quite know what to do with it. Now, watching the little drama and its struggle to survive, I admire its resilience and feel closer to it. Maybe I should give it a name. It deserves it.
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Here is a photo of this resilient plant. You can see that its leaves look bad. But I noticed today the first signs that it will start sprouting new branches.