violets......

ok, so i have completely forgotten to mention the african violets that have rebloomed on my kitchen windowsill.......for the record, i purchased 3 violet plants, each with purple blooms, to grace the table at my birthday bookclub dinner......i planted them at the time in a yellow ceramic oblong sort of cachepot that looks vaguely french.......eventually i removed one to go into an individual pot that was part of a trio with a matching eaterhware tray.....again, faintly french in a yellow/green/rose quimperware sort of way.......but i digress.....the violets kept their blooms for an extraordinary length of time....and then......poof.....the blooms were gone.......the plants still loooked healthy and interesting with their fuzzy leaves......and lo.......they have rebloomed......amazing, giving my track record for indoor plants.......african violets were a passion for my grandmother in cleveland...she kept hers on glass shelves fitted into a northern window...behind sheer white curtains.......i do not know what the curtains had to do with it....but i do recall the we were to water these plants not from the top, but from the bottom...into the saucer under each pot rather than on top around the leaves......violets are such quaint flowers......sweet and cheerful........i suppose that i may have to actually care for them...say...with violet food...at some point........good answer for anyone who inquires what i do with my time now that my send child has moved out......i can tell them about my violets once i have exhausted the discussion on the youngest's antics........sounds almost old-lady-like.....to talk about one's violets..........tragic, should i ever get to the point where i could best be described as houseplant mamma rather than meanmamma.........