Tropical Plant Industry Exhibition – Part 1

I have a good feeling about 2016. It’s already off to a great start. The new swing bar is almost finished, and it is going to be epically awesome. I’d show you pictures when it’s done, but I’m hoping to sell the story to a magazine, so this will be the last post about my swing bar until either the story goes to print or I give up on the idea. A swing bar is like a regular bar, but instead of sitting on bar stools, you swing on swings. There’s a table/bar in front of you, so you’re not going very high, just gently swaying. We were at a resort in Mexico that had a big swing bar with a bartender in the middle, and I’ve wanted one ever since. Mine seats eight and has a gas fire pit in the middle. It’s turning out just like I imagined. It commands the garden.

The reason I’m talking about it is because it’s part of the funniest thing that’s happened in months. Last Tuesday, I started my day by watching the PhanC Sisters Sing-along video from last girls’ weekend. Then I sat on the front porch, drinking coffee, enjoying the sunshine and letting my mind wander. I started thinking about what type of video we should shoot this year; then it hit me. What if we take the swings off the swing bar and do an acrobatic/dance/Cirque du Soleil thing? Then I thought, ‘Safety first. We can’t do that. It’s too dangerous.’ But then I thought, ‘Not if we wrap ourselves in bubble wrap and wear crash helmets.’ Then I wondered where we could get crash helmets, and I decided that metal bowls, duct-taped to our heads would work just as well. Next I went inside, and posted my silly thoughts on Facebook along with the final sentence, ‘Now I’m thinking that I’m a genius, and I don’t need to do any more thinking all day.’

I tagged all the girls in it. Most of them were all in, but Jennifer said she wasn’t sure about the activity, Stacey said she didn’t want anything duct-taped to her head, and my husband pointed out that metal bowls and bubble wrap wouldn’t stop us from breaking our necks. My response was that since we don’t have a safety net, we could bungee cord ourselves to the top of the swing bar. Jennifer said she was out, and I told her that was too bad because I was trying to figure out a safe way to toss her in the air at the end, like we did in the synchronized swimming video. Again, Jennifer thought it was a bad plan. But the next morning, while sitting on the front porch, the idea of throwing Jennifer in the air and the use of bungee cords gelled together and I posted, “Imagine this: We’re wrapped in bubble wrap for safety. We duct-taped belts to metal bowls and we’re wearing them as crash helmets. After our amazing trapeze performance, as the grand finale, Jennifer attaches herself to strong bungee cords and hangs five feet off the ground. The rest of us grab her by the ankles, pull her down, and when we let go, she shoots out the top.”

Did you notice how I addressed Stacey’s issue? Instead of duct-taping the bowl directly to our head, we duct-tape them to belts and then buckle them on. I’m a problem solver. I also had way too much time on my hands that morning, so I posted these pictures to illustrate the concept.

Girls' Weekend, Bungee cords

Jennifer dangles in the air, supported by bungee cords.

TA DA, Girls' weekend

I thought about ending this post here, but it needs more gardening and more pictures and a better title than ‘My Swing Bar.’ – I’m not sure how that title would effect my google ranking. – So I’ll show you pictures from the other big gardening thing that’s happened in 2016, and that’s my trip to Fort Lauderdale to the Tropical Plant Industry Exposition (TPIE).

It was a fabulous show, but I came down with a serious case of plant lust. My troubles began when I saw this new Medinilla named Dolce Vita, and it kept getting worse and worse.

Medinilla Dolce Vita

Medinilla ‘Dolce Vita’

Asplenium 'Parvati', Asplenium difforme

Asplenium ‘Parvati’ a.k.a. Asplenium difforme

Aglaonema, Pink Dalmation

Aglaonema ‘Pink Dalmation’

Here’s a link to more information on that Aglaonema.

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TPIE, Tropical Plants

Native Plants

Tropical Plants

Tropical Plants, TPIE

Song of India

Song of India

Forest bell creeper (Tecomanthe dendrophila)

Forest bell creeper (Tecomanthe dendrophila)

Fatsia, Spider's Web White Fusion, Calathea

Mystique Series, orchids, color infused

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Ananas 'Pacifico', Red pineapple

Ananas ‘Pacifico’, Red pineapple

There’s only one cure for my plant lust. I need to buy more plants. Or I might just contact people and beg for plants. I’m certainly not above that. In fact, I just got off the phone with Paul at Deroose Plants, and he’s sending me an Ananas ‘Pacifico’. It’s the red pineapple with purple leaves in the last picture. Paul said it’s the result of more than 10 years of traditional breeding. Besides beauty, they wanted a less dangerous pineapple plant. Pacifico is thornless, and the soft leaves bend instead of stab. Paul said to give it about 50% shade, and he suggested a potting mix of 30% finely shredded bark, 20% perlite and 50% peat moss. It’s hardy in Zone 10, but I can overwinter it in the garage.

I’m feeling better already.

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