December 3, 2013
The Psychology of Raising African Violets
Once Upon A Time... I had huge success with at least twelve African violets blooming non-stop.
I had them arranged on an oval glass and iron table in the center of my office, and they loved it there.
Then... I rearranged my office. I had to. My feng shui guru, Deborah Courville, told me to. She said my chi was a mess...and so was my office.
The violets had to be scattered to other places...and they punished me by refusing to bloom.
I watered them with fertilizer--always at the base, never on the leaves because I knew they hated that.
I kept my office at a nice temperature so they would be comfortable. I never put them in direct sunlight -- always diffused.
I removed old leaves so new ones could flourish. I whispered how much I loved them. I even sang to them...
Well. Maybe it was the singing that made them cranky. Because they refused to bloom all summer long.
Finally, I said enough! I stopped hovering, stopped watering...stopped singing.
I grabbed a bunch of them and put them in my bedroom...as punishment!
I left three in my office because there was no more room in my bedroom.
Yesterday I noticed my office violets looked rather wilted. I decided to put off watering another day, just to make sure they knew I meant business. And look what happened!
One of the violets caved!
It bloomed for me! I'm so happy, I gave it extra water.
And then I sang to it...shortly before one of the leaves fell off.