Six Years?!

Yesterday I was making noise, (not really complaining) about the six hours it takes to make Marzipan, and how I’ll never do it again, but next year, I’m going to try something different to keep the glaze from crystalizing so soon. While all the while, out in my office, a six-year flower was unfolding.

A tiny slip of a miniature orchid that a reader gave me . . . oh, it had to be six years ago, finally blossomed. I’d been watching it all this last month, seeing the two flower buds forming, and yesterday was the day they opened. Honestly, these things are smaller than my pinky nail, and just beautiful. Now that it’s bloomed once, I’m hopeful that it will do so again next year. Sometimes it’s all about finding the perfect light. If it’s happy, it will bloom. I’ve got one that bloomed four times this last year, a very happy orchid. (It’s got another flower stalk coming, which will make it five. Dudes!)

So find your perfect light and bloom, even if it takes six years.