Flower Power Times Two

I was never one to care about flowers, but recent blooms have changed my mind.

My dear cousin Ann brought me a beautiful orchid plant when I was in the hospital. Green thumb that I’m not, it suddenly wilted and dropped from its stem shortly after I returned home. My mom took it to her house for recuperation while I recovered at home. Lo and behold she has returned it to me merely a few months later with not one, but two, gorgeous blooms.

Uncle Harold was our original family orchid caregiver, with a hothouse that produced blooms regularly. He also set one up at my mom’s house, but it was never as successful as where Granny keeps a small cluster of plants that have produced flowers for more than two years, ever since Granpa passed away.

A few years ago we had a poor neglected orchid stalk in our yard that would get watered once in a blue moon and constantly looked like it was destined for a bleak ending in the trash. After Aunty Lur and Uncle Harold had both passed away, out of nowhere two blooms appeared, on the occasion of one of their birthdays. Once again, a single bloom led to two beautiful flowers. So it goes with the multiplication of blessings, whether we deserve it or not.