I Put Things in Tiny Pots (Patreon)

Flapjack shed two whiskers the other day and it seemed like such a waste to just... throw them out?

My disgusting friend Dylan Meconis plonks all her cats’ errant whiskers into a potted plant in her living room and I thought, hey, if it’s good enough for her ridiculous animals then it’s good enough for mine. Except instead of a real flower pot, I have a buncha these miniature ones left over from when I used to make these tiny potted tentacles out of Sculpey back in the day. 

Flapjack photobombed this picture completely on his own, he just wanted to check out what I was focusing on that wasn’t him. Joke’s on you, buster, because it WAS (a piece of) you after all!!!

After I’d set up my little whisker pot, I spotted my collection of little wasp’s nests that Matt had removed from the underside of our roof’s eaves this summer and I was like WHAT IF I PUT THEM IN THEIR OWN TINY POTS and since I am a liberated woman who waits for no man’s approval I just went ahead and did it. EAT IT, THE PATRIARCHY. I put adorable insect nests into doll-sized novelty pots, whatcha gunna do about it?! Yeah, nothin’, that’s what. That’s what.

So anyway now I have a windowsill of tiny potted natural detritus and also a struggling shaviana pink frills succulent named Hillary whose growth I studiously document in daily photos to post them on the internet, hi, welcome to my home, would you like to be friends?

(Photos and text gleaned from some of my Instagram posts, here and here)