I bought my orchid in a weak moment in the local supermarket as they had a special offer. It was flowering, blossoming, and quite tall. After a month the flowers started to wilt, hang their heads despite my care with regular supplies of specially bought orchid fertiliser and regular water. I did not drown my plant as it seems once a week suffices.
Eventually my orchid was reduced to a corner on the patio in the shade where it was forgotten, shunned and no longer required. The flowers had gone and bare stalks do not impress when the locals come for a visit. That was until this week (about three months later).
“What is that on the orchid” Mr. Swiss asked. I almost answered “what ochid” as I had cast all memory of an orchid out of my mind, having discovered that my roses and buddleia were blossoming in the garden – I mean who wants an orchid.
I took a closer look at my orchid and this is what I discovered.
Watch this space for more developments: life is so exciting on my patio.