Four years ago today, I learned that my brother Stuart would die from pancreatic cancer. I bought an orchid for him at the corner store and took it with me on the train to see him in CT. I needed to be with the him and his family there: my brother, my sister-in-law, and my niece.
Stuart loves orchids.
I miss him so much. Today I saw this beautiful phalaenopsis, and it reminded me of him, that day, and my cousins, who have helped me get through the trauma of his illness and death. At the time, we all kept buying orchids. Somehow it helped.
So today I bought this one and took it home. I cleared away some sphagnum moss that was blocking its roots from the air they need. It can breathe better now.
This baby bloomed like this for me. Happy Nowruz! Happy Spring!
Overheard on Groundhog Day:
Squirrel: I don’t care if you saw your shadow. Six more weeks of Winter is still an early Spring. Six more weeks of winter would bring us to March 16. That’s 4 days before the vernal equinox on March 20. In NYC, it’s going to be at 12:15pm. Lunchtime.
Groundhog: Hey, it’s always lunchtime. And yes, I know it’s the same thing whether I say I see my shadow or not. But I get my 15 minutes of fame, and sometimes a party. Nice way to cheer up on a cold day. Don’t be blue, it’s Feb two. That’s my motto.
Squirrel: Dude, you’re a publicity hog.
Groundhog: No argument, squirrel-friend.
© 2018 Anna Mosby Coleman
On my way home: tip of Manhattan near the ferry and subway.