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The blooming of Cypripedium reginae is a fleeting thing, and it would be a travesty not to mark the grandeur of this rare wild orchid's appearance with songs and photos and intervals of open-mouthed wonder.
My secret orchid colony is probably more than a century old. Its leaves are an exuberant rustling emerald green, and the blooms are huge.
1 comment:
Wow! Gorgeous. I feel as though these photographs are a conversation--with the fleurs. Does that make sense?
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