Once upon a time, we had a tiny spider plant. This tiny spider plant grew, and grew, and grew. I thought it was fascinating: the long, thin variegated leaves...the way they put the daughter plants out, hanging like parachutes, just waiting to land.
My mom killed the spider plant.
I was disappointed.
Fast forward to the present.
We went to my grandmother's house. She was looking to get rid of a couple of spider plants. One was in a blue pot, which, when brought home, happened to match our kitchen decor perfectly.