Years and years ago, my granddad rooted a small branch of a Night Blooming Cereus for me. The plant flourished and was soon putting on quite the show with its late night blooms. Then came kids and the poor plant was sorely neglected as my attention was diverted to child rearing. Somehow, the plant survived all of those years with little to no care other than protecting it from the cold. After the kids were grown, I was able to turn my attention back to the gardens. Time and weather (hurricanes) had wreaked havoc on most of the gardens but the cereus lived on through it all. It was time to bring the plant back to its full glory. I started rooting and sharing the plants with anyone who wanted one and potting dozens to keep. I also spent much time enjoying the summertime blooms...albeit late at night. The blooms are gone by daybreak.
The odd timing and shortness of bloom-time got me to pondering (as I am prone to do about most everything, as of late.) Perhaps, just perhaps, this plant is here for a reason...if you are inclined to seek the purpose of all things. With the huge, 8 inch, frilly flowers representing the beauty of life in general, the shortness of bloom time could be a reminder that all things should be enjoyed in the moment. We should take the time to be grateful for what we are granted...WHEN it is granted. What is here today, may be gone tomorrow. Folks, find time to be thankful for all things for nothing is guaranteed. Life, itself, is fleeting.
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