Ah, I stand corrected. Mums whole sideway was full of all kinds of orchids, but when I had to sell her house due to the Will being contested I had to get rid of almost all of them. There were so many of them I was struggling to find homes for them. I was selling them for $5-$10 each and people were still haggling and quibbling! In the end I gave a lot of them away because I was heavily pregnant by then and running out of time to move. She had huge gardenias in pots I virtually gave away, and Waratahs and a motherload of different types of Camellias and lots of other things. I could only bring a handful of plants with me because my MIL said there wasn’t the room and didn’t want pots damaging the concrete and shitty old paving, and Mr P and his mum managed to kill most of those anyway. Sorry about the plant rant, it’s an experience that almost broke me as a person, and I’m still heartbroken. I looked up her house years later on Google maps and the new owners had ripped out the whole garden, 30 years of work. I watered and weeded that garden as a child ☹️ It’s interesting what these things mean to us.
the little mauve ones are dendrobium kingii, a native of Sydney and the white are cymbidium
I do have crucifix orchids but they are not in flower yet, here they are from last year
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Ah, I stand corrected. Mums whole sideway was full of all kinds of orchids, but when I had to sell her house due to the Will being contested I had to get rid of almost all of them. There were so many of them I was struggling to find homes for them. I was selling them for $5-$10 each and people were still haggling and quibbling! In the end I gave a lot of them away because I was heavily pregnant by then and running out of time to move. She had huge gardenias in pots I virtually gave away, and Waratahs and a motherload of different types of Camellias and lots of other things. I could only bring a handful of plants with me because my MIL said there wasn’t the room and didn’t want pots damaging the concrete and shitty old paving, and Mr P and his mum managed to kill most of those anyway. Sorry about the plant rant, it’s an experience that almost broke me as a person, and I’m still heartbroken. I looked up her house years later on Google maps and the new owners had ripped out the whole garden, 30 years of work. I watered and weeded that garden as a child ☹️ It’s interesting what these things mean to us.