We picked up two Begonia plants from the Brooklyn Botanical Garden earlier this year. There was a children event and they gave away the plants for free, and our two boys each picked one.
When we went to Taiwan this summer, I brought the two plants to work and left them at the office kitchen. I forgot about the Begonias until last week. They’re still alive, but they’re not thriving.
One of them looks particularly scrawny. There is a sticker on its pot, and I noticed a hand-written “N” on it–my younger boy’s initial. The other, stronger Begonia is in a roomier pot, which might’ve helped its growth. I remember repotting that one because we had an extra pot lying around. I feel bad that I didn’t do the same for the other plant, and now our younger son has a sad-looking Begonia.
I was determined to learn about Begonias and take care of our two little plants. What I learned was a bit demoralizing. Apparently, Begonias are some of the easiest houseplants to take care of, even indoors. All they want are water and sun, and they’ll offer you their cheerful flowers all year long. How did I screw up?
I watered both plants thoroughly this afternoon, lightly touched each plants and offered my best wishes, and put them on our kitchen’s window sill. I hope they cheer up soon.