The stipulation for the baby shower this weekend (yes, another one, but we were the hosts this time) was all organic. So even though I am not really a party favor kind of person (the English readers among us are now asking what the hell party favors are – they're goodie bags) I thought it would be acceptable if we did it in the style of our guest of honor.
S is a grow-it-yourself gal. So I potted some of my myriad orange plants in glasses I got from Crate & Barrel to give to people when they left, and tagged them with the date and their reason for being. I have two large orange trees, whose oranges drop into the pots and spawn new orange trees. Hey – just like nature intended! Who would have thought that nature still works in New York City? Well, it does, and we have a lot of it. The photo above shows the little orange pip and the subsequent sprout. It works like magic to us city folks.
Well, my little baby orange trees went out into the world yesterday (to other apartments in the city), and hopefully they will proliferate as well in their new homes as they have done here. And they will be just a little older than the baby that's about to be born. Altogether now: awww!