I was not a plant person. Until HER.
She looked so sad trying to stand up in a half-gallon ice cream bucket she’d outgrown. I had no idea what she was, but I took her home & re-potted her.
Two years later, she finally offered one single bloom. I was so happy I cried. These photos are from July.
They say these only bloom for one night once a year, but in October she up and bloomed again. That time I counted 9 blossoms.
by IChugChianti
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