Xmas is over, I got gifts for everybody but myself. This morning Monday, having a free day unexpectedly, I hopped on the bus and headed for my favorite hangout, the down-to-earth (read dark-skinned and bare-footed) Minburi market at the end of the 113 bus line. Luckily the big downtown Chatujak market, where rhys are sold “in heaps” during this season, doesn’t open on Mondays. The temptation there would be too great, besides, this being afterXmas shopping, I didn’t want to get my heart rate up too high.
I must have been feeling lucky, for look at what I’ve got: three young rhys (or is it rhies for plural?) One alba, one spotted pink and one spotted dark red. They each have 2 or 3 new spikes sticking out – for a total of 8 spikes! (The next stall has a bigger selection – and much higher prices – but I will come back and deal with them another day because they have one orange rhys that I’ve been searching high and low for.)
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So now I have my bundle of joy (AND worries) to keep me fretting from (our) New Year to Songkran, the Thai New Year which comes around in April. If I could get each rhys to have one spike in full bloom I will consider this a very good year. Two blooms on each would consider a great, great year. And if 8 spikes all arrive at full bloom I will be in heaven!
A somber footnote: last year’s crop is still with me. None of them has ever bloomed again. They struggle mightily to survive under my care and the environment where they are kept (namely my southwest facing balcony with full afternoon sun) They are too feral looking now (remember the feral kid in Mad Max the road warrior?) so that nobody will want them if I give them away. But they are still fully alive (continuously sprouting new leaves) for me to snuff them out in the trash bag. So both sides keep up the challenge: Life goes on!
A change of season
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