A little over two years ago, I took a job with a company that maintains indoor plants. If you work in an office building that has plants, you know the guys who come with watering cans and a belt full of pruning shears to take care of the plants in your building? Ok, I'm one of those idiots.
When I took the job, I knew nothing about plants. They just trained me for eight weeks, then cut me loose on my assigned accounts. Most of the plants I do are in offices or lobbies but I do have a couple of indoor gardens I maintain. The first two pics below are of the one I'm most proud of. I've been maintaining it all by myself since I started.
When they first handed this little garden over to me I thought, "Holy fuck, what am I going to do? I am going to kill all of these plants! I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing!" Two years later, with mostly all the same plants, this is how the garden looks.....
This one I've only been on for about five or six months. It get's shit for light, but I'm doing the best I can with it.
You can't see them but there are two Sansevierias, (snake plants), that are directly under the stairs which are nearly dead in this photo. (Not the one you see in the back-right corner of the garden). I have them written up for replacement but there is no hope for the new ones either. I don't know who designed this garden and came up with the visionary idea of placing live plants under a stairwell but, whoever they were, they obviously knew more about interior design then they did about plants.
I don't maintain these amazing bamboo palms but I did have a hand in installing them. These particular plants sit in the lobby of one of the most prominent buildings in Midtown Atlanta. I can't call these my babies or anything, I'm just posting them because I once laid my hands on them and they look fucking cool.
So, that's some of what I do for my shitty, monotonous, soul-sucking job. But, at least I have little something to be proud of, right? I guess. Peace,