Delicate curling filaments of old fashioned Snake Plant flowers
I remember walking into the entrance ways of old homes in Richmond, Virgina as I was growing up. There were always pots of striped Snake Plants growing there, in next to no light. I never saw those half-starved creatures flower, but when I moved to Miami it was a whole new story.
In honor of those memories, I gathered up and dragged home Snake Plants a neighbor had thrown away and planted them in my new driveway, not knowing how quickly they would fill every available space and then send their carrot-like roots up and over the concrete making the driveway ever smaller each year.
Despite the effort they take to keep them in check, I am regularly rewarded with the beauty of their subtle delicate white flowers, filaments curling like tiny ribbons to proclaim the location of Snake Plant pollen to bees.
Snake Plant, Mother-in-Law's Tongue