![]() There is a plant in our bedroom that might be on its last legs. The plant is an ardisia and I've owned it since 2006. It was the first plant I purchased after college. Back then, it was a wee little thing about 6 inches tall. I put it in a cute white ceramic planter and stuck it on a bookcase in front of a window. It was happy. Over the next few year it grew - slowly, but surely adding inches. After 3 years, the plant suddenly flowered. Then there were red berries. By the time I moved out of this apartment, it was almost 4 feet tall. In my next apartment, the sunlight situation was not so kind. My now husband and I propped it under a grow light in the corner of our living room. It continued to slowly grow both upwards and outwards. A few years later, we moved into yet another apartment. This one came with HUGE windows that let in lots of light. The plant loved it. It grew so abundantly that we had to rein it in with kitchen twine. It was so dense and bushy we had to rotate it every few weeks to even out the new growth. We went through several flower and berry cycles. On occasion, we would rattle it to let the dead foliage fall. By the time we moved out of the apartment and into our condo, the plant stood well over 6 feet tall. Despite the fact that we put this plant in a bigger pot in a relatively sunny corner in our home, it's not doing so well. The sunlight, while available most of the day is more indirect. The first few months here, the plant dropped three-quarters of its leaves and branches. Today, it's still tall but we're down to three main scraggly branches with just a few clumps of leaves on the ends. Despite proper watering and fertilizing, I'm not sure it will make it. More side branches are dying and dropping off. But, I haven't lost all hope. At the bottom, there is one baby branch, reminiscent of when I first purchased it, growing upwards.
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