Last Thursday I finally made it up to my office for the first time since we began working remotely in March. I had to make a quick trip up for my text books in order to be able to finish out the semester but I was not thinking about anything other than books. When I finally remembered my succulent arrangement, I figured it was too far gone to matter. The clock was running out this week, so I suited up and retrieved all my personal belongings–not that many as I wisely chose last summer when we finally moved to the new building to minimize what personal items remained. Frankly, I was surprised as this girl looked better than I would have expected with no water since March 6. I set her and her sisters outside, planning to try to hydrate later, but I was in some pretty severe pain and exhaustion after unloading. Four hours of transferring electronic files to be able to wipe my computer, plus packing up and toting items down 2 1/2 flights of stairs one step at a time only to walk a block to my car and repeat 3 times had taken its toll. I was dripping wet with sweat and the only thing I was thinking about rehydrating was my own body.
It began to rain shortly, so I left it out there. Then it rained again the next morning. Now it may or may not make it, at least all of it, but the plumpness in some of the leaves and stems gives me hope. After all, there is a reason that cacti and succulents survive in the desert.
Last evening, I brought it inside onto the screened porch and set it next to my growing “still life” collection. You know where my mind went next, right?