7 night-blooming cereus flowered last evening. So spectacular i don't even have words for it. I looked. And looked again. Beauty is so pleasant to look at. Then my eye drifts to another beauty.I compare them. This one is a tiny bit more...., but that one is a tiny bit more in a different way.
My eyes drift away. I talk to my partner. I look back at the stunningly beautiful blossoms. I can't hold it.
Finally, i go to bed. I can no longer see them, except in my memory, which is not nearly so vivid as the real thing. My memory turns into a story about the purity of the beautiful flowers.
You can only take so much beauty before you become satiated. Enough. Beauty loses its oomph.
Until next year.
The night blooming cereus is the flower that I put up on the banner on my website. Love it!
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