
I love Orchids. They're kind of like the supermodel of the flower world. They're shockingly pretty, most have skinny stems, and they have the reputation of being high maintenance. However, this isn't always the case. My mom, a.k.a. the orchid whisperer, has 4 or 5 that seem to be in constant bloom. She not only has the magic touch, but the climate is right. Her orchids live in a bathroom that has skylights and a lot of light, orchids love light.
There are many different kinds of orchids. They come in tons of colors and many shapes. I have kind of become obsessed with finding the funkiest looking orchid I can for the restaurant. I was using Phalaenopsis for the first few months because they are easy to find and very pretty. But I stumbled upon a wonderful little shop here in Omaha that specializes in interior tropical plants and have since changed my orchid ways. For the month of September, I had an Oncidium that had 7 spider shaped dark purple blooms with black leopard spots on a 16 inch stem.
But this month. Wow, this month the Plant House out-did themselves. I picked up an orchid yesterday called 'Fangtastic.' Appropriate for October, no? It is unbelievable. Seriously, the stem is nearly 3 feet in length, with 16 blooms. The flowers themselves are chartreuse, burgundy, and pale cream. The blooms are nearly 8 inches in length, and the plant is equal parts creepy and beautiful.
Creepy and beautiful, kind of like supermodels.
I love orchids too much I think.... I act like I like them and start to care about it and then they disappear! Its like they fall off the face of the planet, or off the plant, whatever. I'm really bad at getting them to bloom again after the first ones fall.
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