I have an Angel Wing Begonia that’s OLD. Very OLD. It was given to me by Mom, and I kept it for many years. When it outgrew my house, I gave it to Undean, who had it for about ten years, then gave it back when it outgrew her house. I put it in the garden for the summer, because it really was too big for anywhere in the house I lived in, and, come Fall, a lady who loves plants indicated a desire to own it. So I gave it to her.
Under her care, it got even BIGGER. And it bloomed like crazy. Then, a year or so later, times got tough for them and, ultimately, they moved to a very small, unfinished house that had few windows. The plant had to go, and it went to her mom’s house, but not before losing a couple of it’s numerous shoots.
Helping with the move, I snagged the one that hadn’t been walked on and stuck it in water, hoping I could save a small piece of the heirloom plant. Sure enough, it rooted for me, and, holding my breath, a year later, I put it in soil.
Moving a plant from water culture to soil culture is hard on the plant. Very. I did it in stages, adding soil to the water (mud), then, finally, moving it into a legitimate pot of soil. And it survived…and thrived. And now it’s big enough that it outgrew the living room window (which it loved). I’m holding my breath again because the only place for it is a rather dark corner with no morning sun, fitted with a tall, artificial daylight lamp.
If it doesn’t do well there, I’ll move it back to the big picture window, even though that’s going to take some major redecorating to accomplish. We’ll see what happens after a few weeks. The plant may be okay. Then, again, I might be calling on hubs to disassemble the bookcase/sill under the front room window.