This plant has dominated a corner of our living room for many years. It was presented to me at JoAnn’s passing in 2004, by Linda and Blaine Evans. I still remember their generous good wishes.
Once or twice a year it puts out a flower, a single large white blossom that stands out on a tall stem. It actually has two blossoms at present, the most we have ever seen.
Wendy got this plant from her mother, Annette, when the latter left on a mission in 1979. She mistakenly believed that it rarely bloomed, maybe once in 100 years or so. But actually it blooms quite often, with lots of small wax-like pink blossoms. The reason it seemed not to ever bloom when Annette possessed it was that the blossoms come on a long stringer without any leaves. These are sort of ugly and we assume she kept trimming them off before any blossoms could be generated.
There are no blossoms on the plant at present.
Wendy acquired this Shamrock plant about 1980 or before.
Wendy got the ancestor of this plant just after we were married from our neighbor Kris Leavitt. It is out of control and needs to be divided and repotted, she says. It sits on a bookcase top right behind my computer chair and seems a little threatening. I don’t think it would eat me, however.
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