Earl had to die.

When the Dixie Chicks first became popular, I was a fan. "Goodbye Earl" was one of my faves because it just made me laugh. About the time that song came out, I was in college & my roommate & BFF, Jan, and I bought some decor for our new apartment. We bought this awesome corn plant & decided to name him Earl, because we left him in the car & it got hot and he wilted & we thought he died. Anyway, that was about 8 years ago and I still have Earl! However, over the past month or so, he has been fading fast. I have no idea what suddenly caused him to become ill, but it's not looking good. Maybe it's just old age. How long should a corn plant live? Who knows. I'm pretty sure 8 years is more than I could ask for, considering my lack of horticultural abilities. {Case in point: click here}

So, I think that soon, it will be time to bury Earl. It will be a very sad day when I finally go through with it. Right now he is hiding in my laundry room because I was embarassed to have him out in the open whilst hosting my sister's shower at the house last weekend. The next move may be to the trash can for old Earl. Sigh.

{that's Earl in the background last year at Christmas}

{This is Earl today. Note the greenery at his feet - that's the baby Earl he has grown. Perhaps I will use him to carry on the bloodline.}