I don't even know how long I've had this orchid. Generally, my track record with orchids hasn't been very good. I receive them as a gift when they're blooming & lovely, and then I try to keep a pot of leaves alive… until I don't.
Last year, I was excited to see a flower stem emerge. I don't know what happened, but the buds never developed and it looked like the end of the stem was rotting, so I removed it.
I've been pretty good with houseplants lately — better than I've ever been — an incidental upshot of the pandemic. This year, another stem emerged — and it was healthy! I've been watching it like a hawk…
…PAYDAY!!
There are a few more buds getting fat, making me very happy!
Kate repotted & rearranged a bunch of plants in the Garden Room the other day. They've all been improving since I began watering with water from the rain barrel! I didn't realize how "caustic" our city water is to my plants — it's extra-super hard and we have to treat & filter it. Now I'm figuring out how to store the many gallons of rainwater I'll need over the winter!
In other news…
…we hauled the old Barcalounger to the curb on Monday night for Tuesday's "big & irregular" pick up day. It's my old chair… used to be my mom's old chair. It's been hanging in the corner of the living room and months since anyone's used it. I reclined one last time and enjoyed a margarita. Farewell, old chair, you were never as comfortable at my house as you were at Mom's, anyway…
You get a glimpse of the state of my street — dirt & gravel, very little pavement remaining after the sewer work, and it was a big ol' muddy mess in yesterday's rain. I'm awaiting the latest project update to see if the pavement removal is still slated to begin next week. The big piles of bark are where there used to be huge shady maples. I keep thinking that this is probably what it looked like when these houses were new… almost 140 years ago. Ugh. I'm still just stunningly bereft.
Send tequila! haha.