when an orchid isn't an evasion

I was trying to describe my blog to a couple of people at lunch today, and was talking about the challenges of always writing publicly - all the things one cannot say.  I explained that my friends know that if they see a picture of a flower, or maybe, say, of a cat's paws, that there's been plenty going on that day that - think contentious department meetings, say - I simply can't write about.

But this isn't true, today - to be sure, the orchid is more enticing than Chapter 9, but it's also a lovely subject in its own right.