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True Story: I got married in my last year of college and we lived in a small apartment off campus. Someone gave us a cute little frog-shaped planter with a few different small plants inside it; one was a snake plant. It lived happily on the top of a bookshelf for a time, but eventually I began forgetting to water it and after a time it was forgotten in the craziness of senior year. At the end of the year, we packed up the apartment for a cross-country move. Most things went in a moving van, but a few odds and ends were tossed into the trunk of the car for the 5 day drive. The frog planter was one of them. When I took it down from the shelf, I found all the plants dead (no surprise!) except for the little snake plant, but it was shriveled and dry. I didn't have time to clean it, so it went into the trunk as is. When we got the the west coast, we were surprised to find it still alive. We were even more surprised that after a little water and some time in a sunny window, it made a full recovery. Amazing!
I have a notorious black thumb, mainly because I am always forgetting to water plants. However, snake plants love me. My one remaining house plant is a huge snake plant that was a "first date" gift from my father to my mother over 40 years ago. It thrived on my neglect and produced it's first flowers (yes, they flower!) after I took over it's care. My mom was too diligent in her watering. Mine is looking a bit withered again now, but this article has reminded me to go give it some water, but just a little. :o)

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