House Plants Outside, Where They Will Live.
Maranta leuconeura, common name "Rabbit Tracks" or "Rabbits Foot". Usually a house plant. I got it from my Mom. She got it from her next door neighbor, Lori, who was getting rid of a lot of stuff because she was dying of breast cancer. My Mom has been gone for five years, Lori for ten. I still have the plant, a little living memorial to say, "You are remembered." Better than a pink magnetic ribbon on the butt-end of my car.
My few indoor plants are a miserable lot. Anything indoors gets ignored. M. leuconeura lives in the ground, outside, in a protected spot too shady for most other plants, along with the chartreuse version of Philodendron 'Xanadu' and several Clivia miniata. They are all quite happy in a mulch of red lava rock, which is a terrible mulch 99% of the time. Mine is in that other 1%: undisturbed and unlittered, barely visible, it works. Outside, Maranta leuconeura goes nearly dormant in January. Cut to the ground in February, it reemerges, pristine, in early spring.
I am always amused to think of Clivia as a house plant, which they are in much of the world. Here it is the utterly reliable low-maintenance plant for dry, dappled shade. Nothing can hurt it, except direct sun and snails.
I tried growing an Alocasia x amazonica outside, but it did not survive, twice. Another beautiful Alocasia, 'Frydek', dies down every fall but so far has come back every summer for 7 years, some years better than others. It's just waking up now. I'd keep it in the house, since I'd love that gorgeous foliage year round, but I doubt it would survive engulfed with spider mites.
The black Colocasia, 'Black Magic' is awake early and is looking better than it has in years--was it the winter rain? Another plant that loses all foliage in the winter, I normally kept it dry when it is dormant, but it was so sad and miserable the past couple of summers, I left it out in the rain all winter so it could rot and die. Now of course it's more beautiful than it has ever been. I should pop it into the fountain where it can live for the summer, drinking all the water it so loves.
On a busy street nearby, surrounded by concrete and backed by a block wall so that it is bathed all day long in not only full blazing sun but also brutal reflected heat, is a huge clump of Sansevieria trifasciata, looking absolutely delighted with its lot in life. Mine in the living room, where it gets watered at least once a year (I hope) is not nearly so opulent. I think it might be discouraged.