Quirky thoughts from an old man.
To understand this opportunity you have to have felt these tugs on your emotions. A sense of warmth and love when you hear the phrase “rescue dog” and a tiny bit of guilt when an orchid in your care dies slowly after it blooms? If you have or understand these feeling then you should know …
Here is a picture of the orchid in my office that I made re-bloom. I have no idea what the type is. I know that this success is a statistical thing. I have four orchids, I feed them irregularly and keep them damp and warm. Every few years one of them blooms. I claim credit. …
My birthday last month was my sculpture birthday. Nurit gave me “Harold the Heron” and a beautiful new orchid. Rebecca gave me the silicon jelly fish that went from the pond to become Harold’s dredlocks. Lillian gave me a duck to replace the dog that vanished from our front porch some time last year. It …