Fresh out of and spilling over the box, with long, dragon-tailed vines dangling to the floor. Her leaves are different to the others- paper-flat, long, silvery-blue daggers pointing downward in their dozens. This one seems to sag under the weight of gravity, rather than float above its influence like a Golden or Hawaiian. I give her a day under the lights to dry out her soil and soak up enough energy before repotting in a 10 inch hanging planter. Six stems were removed for water propagation.
One at home has been pruned back substantially, but the one at the office received minimal pruning and I wrapped it’s vines upward. I suspect this one is a slow grower; watching her unfold, daily check-ins over coffee and watery, early morning light. I can’t wait.
Her scientific name is Epipremnum Pinnatum, but I’ve decided to call her Orion, to keep with the Greek Mythology theme. Another “Pothos that isn’t a Pothos”, but considering even Pothos is no longer considered a true Pothos, well…
My Aroids, my Aureums…