Although I went to a science and tech magnet high school, there was a time when I thought I would never be accepted into my high school class. I thought I had failed the placement exam just based on how much I struggled through the spatial relations portion of the test.
Spatial relations, as far as I can tell, is the fine art of beating one’s head against the desk (that’s the relations part) just before it explodes off one’s neck into orbit (the space-ial part) because one cannot figure out where the dot would appear on the unfolded cube if the cube was unfolded.
And why are they unfolding the cube in the first place, and what does this have anything to do with high school?
So it should come as no surprise to myself that the simple spatial reconfiguration suggestion from Annie of The Transplantable Rose never occurred to me. In the comments of my post about how I planted my hanging basket backward, she said, “You must have an unusual hanger or something, Genie – isn’t there a hook at the top that can face left or right? I occasionally rotate my baskets 180 degrees to keep them even.”
I can duly report that while I am creative and innovative in some areas, in the basket-hanigng arena, I am apparently not so much. I can also duly report that when I reversed the hook, the basket hung the right way. Blue Evolvolus in front, Orange Thor in back. As I planned it. As it should be.
I would change my name to The Obtuse Gardener, but it doesn’t have quite the same ring to it…