OK. Things are looking up. We haven’t invaded Greenland—yet. The sun looks like it might make an appearance today. And it’s finally Sunday. I’ve been thinking every day was Sunday so far this year.
And since today really is Sunday, it was time to show the orchids some love. There were twelve: three blooming, three with buds, four just growing leaves, and two on life support.
Now there are ten.
One of the departed was an orphan I acquired in October 2024. It was never quite well, though it did bloom once. The other had an acquisition date of January 1, 2021, which means it was a New Year’s offering from Asylum Management during COVID. It’s been in declining health for at least a year.
Thanks for all the blossoms.
I know it’s wrong, but Thornton is me.