The light is different.
Grandma's snake plant bloomed for the first time. I have had the plant for over 40 years. I was quite amazed.
This one is on the wall begging to be under the needle again. I think it was from last spring. I am very slow at the moment and guessing seems good enough. I'll let you know how it goes.
As we move toward Spring I feel as if I am in a different place. Even though I am still here.