you: "Who's there?"
you: "Pencil who?"
me: "Pencil fall down if you don't wear a belt."
My Grandma Bessie had such a green thumb. She was forever "taking starts" off of plants, rooting them and planting them in containers and getting them to grow like crazy. I remember her having coffee cans tucked here and there in her flower beds filled with Wondering Jew and also pencil cactus.
The place where Carrie and I go for pedicures has great big potted plants all along the front sidewalk and they are overflowing with pencil cactus. I think of my grandma every time we go there, and each time I mention that I'd like to find a pencil cactus plant to grow on my own. I check my local nurseries from time to time, but have yet to find one to purchase.
But at any rate! I am happy to report that my little starts have taken root and are happily growing along side the ice plant in my turtle planter. I have visions of this growing into a huge cactus that will eventually need to be transplanted to another container. I know Grandma Bessie would have made it happen! Maybe she'll send me some good gardening vibes from heaven - assuming that she approves of how these starts came to be mine.