A Jungle For My Birthday
This blog post was written for my live plants and botanicals store, House of Agave.
In the 90s, I lived in an old house off 45th Street in Austin. It had a window unit air conditioner, three bedrooms, hardwood floors, and all the creaks and quirks you’d expect. I shared it with two of my best friends from sixth grade, three big dogs we’d adopted from the shelter, a cranky old weiner-dog, and a cat named Thomas, who one day decided that we were his people and he’d like to live in our front porch.
For my 21st birthday, I asked for plants. I’d been noticing these jungle-vibe, tropical beauties everywhere — flowering bromeliads, birds of paradise, giant monsteras and orchids — and I wanted them all. Without realizing it, I’d asked everyone -my parents, my roommates, my boyfriend, and my best friend from freshman-year for plants. So, when my birthday came, you’ll never guess what I got.
