After seeing dozens of photos of Fiddle Leaf Figs all over my Instagram feeds, I decided enough was enough. If all these people could keep their plants alive, I must be able to. I mean, seriously. I keep two small children alive just fine and I bet the fiddle leaf fig doesn’t poop its pants. While I hate outdoor gardening (I have hayfever and am constantly itchy or sneezing, there are bugs and you get covered in dirt) there is something very refined about the indoor gardening of very particular, special plants. Plants like orchids (which I love and am trying to learn more about) and fiddle leaf figs. I love the idea of having gorgeous orchids blooming in my house, and even more the idea that I could have a potentially new la vie en luxe hobby.
So while at the garden centre to get some new azaleas to go with my 2 carat diamond valued lawn work (that’s how I price home renovation projects – in the cost of what the diamond we could be buying me would be) a small miracle happened – they had fiddle leaf figs (!) in a size that was not a small tree (!). I did not want to buy a huge tree, I wanted to try and grow it to that size myself. I want to have people come over and say things like “What a gorgeous fiddle leaf fig,” and I would laugh and say “Oh, Walter? We’ve had him for years”. I’m perhaps a delusional wannabe-green thumb, but at least I entertain myself. Apparently the garden centre got new stock today of the smaller versions and they were expecting them to be all gone by the afternoon. Who knew a FLF (too long to type out the whole name every time) was just as popular as the it-bag of the season?
My first instinct was to buy a huge gorgeous pot for my FLF to grow into over the next few years, but I got my very first fig lesson when the shocked garden centre worker told me I would stress the plant out if I bought a pot any larger than 1 or 2 inches wider than the bucket it came in. Apparently plants can get stressed out. I am learning so much already! She advised me to buy an only slightly larger pot, then re-pot it when it was ready. I am hoping that I’ll magically know when this is and that she didn’t want me to just buy dozens of pots over the next few months/years.
After finding a passable slightly larger pot, I carried my fiddle leaf fig to the checkout and giddily drove it home. Apologies to my husband who had to listen to my excitement about a plant with a look of utter confusion on his face. Thank you for going along with my FLF acquisition without saying what we both were thinking… “There is a 90% chance this plant doesn’t live through the summer.”
I decided that I would do something I otherwise never did related to plants… Research it! I could learn what they liked, where it should live and how to best care for it relatively easily thanks to Google. After hours of research – some of which may have been on pretty pictures of fiddle leaf figs on Pinterest, not going to lie – I decided it will live in my living room, where it will get indirect yet bright sunlight. We’re picky people/plants, Walter and I.
So here’s Walter, in all his fiddle leaf fig infancy. This is either the start of a great plant for my living room, or a $40 adventure in how I can’t keep a basic plant alive. Only time will tell.And while no means an expert, here are my tips on fiddle leaf figs that I’ve learned on day one.
Fiddle Leaf Fig Lessons
- Plant them somewhere warm, with no cool drafts, in bright (preferably filtered) sunlight.
- Only water them when the soil 1 inch deep is dry
- Make sure you pot them in a plant that is only slightly larger than the pot it came home from the store in, otherwise it will get stressed
- You’re going to need to repot the plant on a regular basis… So don’t get too attached to your pot!