I got a serious case of envy looking at all those cute 'planted tanks in a cup'.
Not to be left behind, on June 11, 2013 I put on my urban combat gear and braved a recon to Michael's behind the DMZ. The minor annoyances of a drive-by, an attempted mugging, and an unpleasant face-on meeting with a lamp post aside, I safely made it to the home base. With my trophy:
Nope, that is not a cup of Starbucks.
That's my prize + used AS Africana 'sand' + water.
(What a joke! I bet the "Sub-Saharan dust" got nixed by the marketing rain-makers in lieu of a more yen-producing moniker).
Using a filter was a bit impractical: that glass thing is about 1.1g...
Set back number 1. Um, tried a WC. No difference. Tried another one with the same results - just too much dust. Time to switch gears and do something less disgusting, namely, go through a RAOK I just received:
Maybe I'd better go back to the original problem. While hand-picking duckweed, anything yellow or hairy, and other unspeakables (finally got to try out my HazMat outfit) I entertain an unlikely idea: maybe those dirt folks only look 'strange'. Out comes some fired clay granules from hydrophyte
and cap I do. Now on a roll, I repossess my son's desk lamp, collect some greens, and some reluctant volunteers, and Viola!
Over the next couple of weeks that vessel serves as dumping ground for clippings, dead things, and some random household hardware.
No water changes, no ferts, no heater, no filter, no food.
Today, my conscience made a rare appearance. A 20% WC, actually planting the plants, and whipping off my fingerprints yields something semi-presentable.
The next problem is where to hide the darn thing. After a fruitless search for 1 sq. ft. of empty, level, and unclaimed space I finally evict my younger one from my desk: the computer, the books, underwear, junk food left overs, my long-lost flashlight and and a traffic ticket I have never seen. Success:
I hide my son's desk lamp and slap on a Deep Blue Solar Flare Mini 6,700K LED, all 3 watts of it. Not too bad. Will the plants survive? We will find out soon enough.
[Being a klatz, I did drop the light into the vase: LED first and plugged in. Just once, honest. The light still works.]
The current prisoners are 2 brown Ram's Horn snails, freebies from our local PetSmart, Sam and Bill. Once I figure out which is which and who is M and who is F and who is undecided, the names might change. Posthumously. Too bad I gave away my RCS, the ones that stayed behind got processed by my betas.