Above, my sweet in-laws pose under a beautiful, blooming arbor. "Human beings aren't orchids; we must draw something from the soil we grow in." Sara Jeanette Duncan
I bought a new, fall orchid and it's sitting on my windowsill like a fragile goddess. I have many dormant gods and goddesses. For months, they're nothing more than wood chips, spindly roots and floppy, green puppy ears. Then, something magical happens: they bloom like a Georgia O'Keeffe painting.
Follow our wandering shoots at the Naples Botanical Garden in Florida...
"Love is an orchid that thrives principally on hot air." Myrtle Reed
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