Friday … Orchids and related lit
October 17, 2008 § 7 Comments
(photo taken in living room … in the front window where the frost can’t touch it.)
HM and I enjoy wandering through the city gardens. Once a year there is an orchid show there. One room is dedicated to all kinds of orchids that are tucked into trees, hang from the ceiling, are arranged in pots, come out of the ground – everywhere, everywhere in the room, there is nothing but orchids! And their scent. Truthfully, if they weren’t so beautiful, it would be creepy, borderline beauty, like something out of Hawthorne’s Rappaccini’s Daughter. Orchids have a rep for being delicate, don’t they? I don’t know a lot about them. Just that some people raise them and dedicate whole rooms to them. And then there’s Susan Orleans Orchid Thief, which I haven’t read yet, but did see the movie Adaptation and kinda said “what?” but was fascinated at the same time.
On our anniversary two months ago, HM gave me a three-foot pot of orchids. I don’t remember what kind. I read the note on how to care for them and carefully tucked it somewhere which means now I can’t find it!
But they press on, with their own dedicated gnome plant stand in the living room, near the windows. They don’t seem to require a hothouse. I have a watering pattern that seems to work. I will have to go online and see what to do for them because they’re something like a poinsettia in that when the flowers are done, I can save the plant and coax it back to flowering after several months.
I dunno. In the meantime, they eclipse everything else in the room, singing.