My Santa Rita Opuntia has grown an ear. Looking closely however, as the plant resembles a cat, the offshoot is more like a tail. But that's not the interesting thing about this prickly pear of mine. It travelled from La Trinidad, Benguet in the Cordillera Mountains to Manila. The thing is, my best friend has held it in her hands in La Trinidad two and a half weeks before I bought it in the first Cactus and Succulents Convention in Manila. Freakish coincidence? Totally!! Here is Cely, my best friend, holding the Santa Rita Opuntia. On her tour of Northern Luzon, she visited the Living Gifts cactus and succulents nursery in Benguet on Labor Day, and posed for this picture. When I saw this picture for the first time just a couple of days ago, I instantly recognized the plant. That's my pussy cat! My cactus, I mean. See? It looks just like a purring cat, isn't it? This is how the Santa Rita looks lik...
Today is a special day. Last week I bought a gigantic ECHINOCACTUS GRUSONII, otherwise known as the Golden Barrel cactus. It arrived this morning. Up to this time, I cannot contain my excitement. I took pictures from when it arrived at my doorsteps; up to when it was placed in its designated position in my windowsill garden. I want to run these photos down with you, something like "unboxing" through pictures. So, without further ado, here's my 999.9 pure and fine gold(en) bar ... rel cactus: I bought the small Golden Barrel from the seller I met in the Grow and Show Exhibit at the Parks and Wildlife in Quezon City. The gigantic Golden Barrel is from the same seller. It now sits comfortably in its pedestal. By the way, the pot that the small Golden Barrel is planted on is from the artist and potter Jezzel Wee. Lovely, isn't it? This is how the package looked like when it arrived at my doorstep. I booked Lalam...
My windowsill garden could no longer accommodate all of my cacti lovelies. In fact, some of the windows in my office have been graciously housing some of them; and yet, I still need a bit of space. The only place I can think of is my parent's old house. It is actually my grandparent's ancestral house in Quezon City. So, I decided to buy a cabinet-sized greenhouse that can shelter all of the small ones I have been nursing, and place it in one of the second-floor windows facing the morning sun. Yes, again on a window. The windows in the old house are really gigantic and could very well fit cabinets. The house is from the 1950's and have these huge grilled windows. I was eyeing the window in my youngest brother's room. When the cabinet-sized greenhouse arrived and was assembled, my father stuck it in that window. Naturally, my brother complained about this. What caught me off-guard was my brother's reason for complaining....
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