And it was worth it.
This is the only orchid I own. I bought it at Home Depot about a year ago for $9. Mostly because of its miniature size and striking magenta color.
One by one, the petals fell until there was nothing but tentacles and waxy leaves. I didn’t know what to do. I kept it moist, left it on my windowsill, and waited.
And then a crazy thing happened. Tiny green buds began to appear. Now, almost a year later it’s almost ready to burst.
So is my heart.
It fell off the top of my lockers. I am not optimistic about its recovery, but one must never give up on hope. Without it, we have no chance.
A clean break.
Calls for silver glitter glue.
Glitter captures light and shares it with the world.
The crack stays.
“There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.”
You’d have to eat a lot of flame-broiled burgers to save $130.
Always read the fineprint:
“Saving based on “recommended” pricing.” What was the price? $12 a burger?
Who’s doing the recommending? Your king?
Just looking out for the masses. 🙂
I’m suffering from gourd guilt. I bought them to add a bit of atmosphere to the homestead, but now that Thanksgiving has come and gone, they’ve been summarily rejected for greens and glitter.
However, before giving them the heave ho, I have to stop and stare at them.
Seems only fitting (gourd guilt) that I honor their memory with a few last glimpses into their short-lived lives.
Rest in peace gourds!
See you next year!
Just enough for one slice of toast.