11th July 2014
Bubbles of excitement took more solid form when I was offered a plant of Calibanus hookeri. A small succulent that could be mistaked for a scruffy Yucca
or one of the more pointless grasses. The tufts of blue-grey leaves sit atop a caudex that looks like a turnip top. It comes from Tamaulipas in Mexico
and is both long lived and tough. If I live for a few hundred more years it will continue to grow beside me until it looks like the bottom of an elephant that has
looked down a rabbit hole hoping to find a playmate. I will not live that long but I have the consolation of imagination and the young warty company
of a Calibanus.