As it descends from snow to rain, days are getting more comfortable with humidity returning, though my plants get a lot trickier with the transition. You bet I'm keeping a keen eye on the fellas.
Orchids tell their health intelligently with their leaves, and they sure stir me easily with the slightest sign of distress. Bear thinks that my hobby is imposing a toil on me, well that's just him. I confess : sometimes, I do feel my confidence fading... but whenever I'm resoluted to start something, there's a faint chance of pulling out or leaving things there.
At fair times, people embrace this 'steadfast' nature. When we fail to see eye to eye, I'll be labelled a 'mule'.
But it's just all so me.
This is Grapey then.
Helpless on their sole own nonetheless, I think they're a bunch of marvelous lives. Every single bud demonstrates a dedication in its own way...
It has never been a partial partnership, the blooms say it all. =)
I've induced an early bloom on Grapey by the 'branch-method' - when flowers have passed the bloom, the branch is cut from bla bla bla bla bla... I'll spare you from the details. Maybe I'm ready to work in an orchard for Orchids. =)