Feed Me Seymour - In My Own Living Room!

 Second Post of the Day

After twenty years of use, our binds have begun breaking down. Two of them no longer can be opened, shut, or raised up and down. Others are fast approaching that state. And so it was time to get new shades.

The very first one to break happened about a year ago and it was closed when it gave up the ghost. We had several plants at the window, and they did okay because they still got some light. One philodendron, though, got sneaky.

See those huge leaves? That's my Seymour. See those little leaves? (Basket on bottom left.) That's what Seymour used to look like, and still does in certain parts of himself.

When those blinds could no longer be opened, Seymour began climbing and pushing his way through the slats in search of sunlight. The stems thickened and the leaves got bigger and bigger and bigger.

As a teacher who especially loved teaching Science, I have been observing and enjoying the transformation of the plant over time.

But I never looked behind the couch. I could water Seymour and friends over the couch without needing to step behind it. It wasn't until we got the new furniture and moved the old loveseat out that I go a creepy surprise.

Seymour had been on the move.

And not only that. Seymour had started to EMBED HIMSELF INTO THE CARPET!

Those brown protrusions were burrowing into my carpet!

The yellow line shows the holes (they are difficult to see.) I had to yank pretty hard to get the brown protrusions out of the carpet.

CreepyCreepyCreepyCREEPY!!

I almost lopped off Seymour's errant branch then and there but instead decided to curl it up and wind it through his basket's handle.

I will have to disentangle Seymour from the blinds before they come down and the shades go up. But if Seymour doesn't behave, or if I find more creep factors from him, it will be good bye Seymour.

And I am not kidding.

EeeW!