She is the FIRST because I’ve never managed to keep a phalaenopsis alive before. And she’s gorgeous isn’t she?!
…the only thing more exciting than an orchid bloom. And what a lovely start to the best season of the year!
I had no idea they had babies like this…
My dearest Reader I know I’ve been a disaster to follow this week. But I promise you I am working very very very hard to get back on the wagon. By next week it’ll be over and we’ll be right back to What A Single Woman Needs. For the moment, however, I have something to be grateful for.
As you know I love my orchids. They, like my rainbows, come through for me when I need them most. It’s like the smell of a crisis coming on gets their juices up and makes them pucker and fight until they spit out a bloom. Snow White broke a few days back when everything was breaking. But her story isn’t over yet.
She was given to me in a moment of deep darkness to show me some light. When I first got the plant it sat on my porch and grew. I put it outside one day for a good rain and an iguana got to her, eating every leaf and having a nibble on her stalk as well. I was so upset I left her outside to die and to dry up and wither, and wither she did. A few weeks later I stepped outside to shake off the porch mats and looked down to see something green crawling on her withered and chewed stalk. I got closer and saw it wasn’t moving. It was a brand new leaf! Snow White was alive!
She grew and grew even past the bamboo until the next disaster. In a tropical storm before I had the chance to bring her inside some wind lit into her and split her down the middle. With a bit more faith this time I planted the two stalks in separate pots with a prayer. They have grown beautiful and tall ever since. A month or so ago the shorter of the stalks came into snow-white dendrobium blooms.
A few days ago Lola broke her stem and snacked on a stalk of flowers. I mourned as everything else broke. But today the big stalk, the one that is now four feet tall, has just shot out a promise. More flowers to come. And Snow White isn’t alone! One of my tiny orchids is also wagging its little finger at me with a flower stalk for another colour starting to turn themselves into buds.
No matter what happens I am never alone. There is much beauty in my life to be grateful for.