Our "christmas cactus" does not know this is February.
That is OK.
The mother plant was a gift from Mrs. Forsythe to my Grandmother about the time Harry Truman was stopping the buck.
Starts from that original have gone to daughters and friends.
Gratitude #83 - Sweet Biddies!
11 years ago
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The little tiny section that I found at the bottom of a box of jars, brought to me by Auntie J., who also has part of this old beauty... that little section has grown and... OHMYWORD! It's gonna BLOOM!!! The entire plant, at this point, is about the size of my outstretched hand. Amazing!
D#1
Miriam always worries about whether that plant gets enough light and enough heat.
My experience is that they thrive on abuse.
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