| My grand daughter's african violet stands | |
| I am one who cannot trash a healthy looking leaf, each
one has the potential to make many plantlets, and I am always on the
lookout for something they call a "sport". Something
happens and one little plantlet will decide it is going to do
something a little different
than it's "siblings", who all are a "clone" of
their parent. Then I would have a special plant no one else had ever
seen. Of course this practice often causes space problems. My grand daughter helps me out in that area. She puts up her plant stand instead of the lemonade-aid stands her friends use for a little spending money. She is very business like too. Her prices vary with the size of the plant, and how many blossoms they have. She has her "timing" down pat as well. I'll just start thinking I will have to part with some of my stock and she will show up to check the plants out. She makes and colours her signs and sets her little picnic table up with an umbrella. She selects just so many, and there has to be a variety to choose from. She will sit there chatting with her friends and manages to sell her quota for the day. A few people will tell her she is charging too much, but she sticks to her prices and insists they are worth every penny. It is really something to hear her giving instructions on the care of African Violets to her customers. |
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