My haunted plant

Actually calling my plant haunted is a stretch. It may just be very sensitive.

To the way I feel!

I was sending an impassioned note about a CVS drug store employee not wearing a mask when I looked up to see one strand on my pothos plant swinging madly back and forth, like a pendulum.

There are no windows open in this room. There is no fan going. There are no air vents. No one was moving.

The plant is approximately eight feet away from where I am sitting and I have tried all kinds of things trying to make it move. I've breathed hard, sighed, even tried to blow on it from here with no results at all.

Of course plants grow, so maybe I witnessed the moment when growth caused this particular strand to fall off of another.

There is no rewind and I was so taken up watching it that I didn't think to record it, so it will forever be a mystery.