A little while ago on my Facebook status, I put out a call for magic. It is difficult for me to explain exactly how I have been feeling of late but it is certainly fair to say that I have been somewhat void of magic of late.
My beloved fairies seemed to have disappeared.
Where once I could feel them, lately I have been feeling rather alone. (obviously though I am not really alone as I have my wonderful family but something has definitely been missing) Anyway my request for magic has been answered.
Yesterday I (well actually hubby) discovered that our pineapple plant is actually growing a pineapple. How is that magic? I hear you ask, pineapple plants are meant to grow pineapples. Which is correct they are, however this particular plant has led a tough life.
To start with I am not the worlds best gardener. The whole watering thing is a bit beyond me, well actually anything involving a routine is beyond me but that is another story. Aside from becoming very drought tolerant, this plant has not always been in the one spot.
I was given the plant by a dear friend. I am sure she is some sort of fairy creature but what exactly I don't know. Anyway she had the plant in a pot, however when she was forced to move house she decided it was time for the plant and her to part ways. This, obviously, is where I come into it.
In my wisdom I thought that I should free the roots and plant it in the ground. Great idea if I could have decided where I wanted it before I dug the hole. In the end I moved this poor pineapple three times. Not giving it much chance of survival, the possibility of it fruiting was not even considered!
Now here I am over 12 months later with a beautiful little pineapple growing. Who said there wasn't magic in the world!
