Well, I suppose you aren’t faring well and aren’t likely to, and that’s the issue, eh.
You started out feisty and fuzzy, bouncy and pert, and oh-so-cute on June 15.
But you needed more humidity, lost some of your bounce, and I didn’t have a humidifier.
On June 21, I stuck you in a cloche.
Then I gave you some air on June 25 cause you smelled a little earthy (which is probably OK) and you wilted almost immediately.
And I thought, OK, you really need that cloche! And you seemed dry, so I gave you some water too.
But lo, by July 2, you developed a lot of — mold? A fungus?
So, with your friend Ympäri Pyöreä, I decided on June 3 evening that we were done.
I took you outside and opened the cloche and a cloud gently drifted out from your slimy, damp, wilted strands. Your soil was soggy. You were too gross for the empty green bin, so I collected some dried weeds to line the bin, then dumped you in.
Such is your resting place, Ferris. Go forth, break down, and become part of something more.
Thank you for teaching me the beginnings of the importance of managing humidity in my plant environment, and giving me the lesson with alacrity. It will be some time before I try fern and moss-style plants again! And with more research in advance.