Look at this odd contraption. I cut back my geranium plant and attempted to regenerate some of the cuttings. I kept them in a vase for a couple of weeks, hoping that roots would begin to emerge like fine hairs. Two of the cuttings simply turned brown. I threw them away.
One cutting, the heartiest of the bunch, seemed to be doing just fine. Although I still didn't find any trace of roots, I decided to plant it in soil anyway. The only cup I had that provided any drainage was a coffee strainer I made in porcelain. It's too small to effectively support a paper filter so I'm glad that it serves a purpose as a geranium pot. I placed the strainer on a vase, to lift it up a bit and to collect any drained water.
I really don't know if this cutting will take root. Only time will tell. I've had success in the past. In fact, I'm pretty certain that the plant I have on the balcony came from a mother geranium I originally bought four or five years ago from Whole Foods. I love geranium because of the scent it leaves on your fingers when you rub the fuzzy leaves. Sort of like a cross between lavender and mint.
Look how new life sprouted from the plant I so viciously cut back. Seemingly overnight.