My mother was a terrific orchid whisperer: her orchids - invariably adorning the dining room window sill - grew and grew and bloomed and bloomed. I tended to put this down to benign neglect, and, of course, the light. In this household, I've very much ceded the role to Alice. However - I'm starting to wonder: I brought this orchid, bought in July, back from Santa Fe with me for my desk, and it's still going ... well, maybe not quite strong, but it's certainly still going.
And yes - it was such a hopelessly busy day that the evening catches me wildly eyeing up everything in sight and wondering what I can possibly photograph, since I forgot to earlier ...
Beautiful flowers! I’m having a hard time getting mine to produce a flowering spike. I think it’s the lack of light…
ReplyDeleteYou're the *true* orchid whisperer in this house, though ... yes, I'd say blame the lack of light ...
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