Look what Aldi had in the sale bin:
My Great Grandfather Svend raised orchids in his own greenhouse. He died years before my birth, but his orchids lived on for decades. After Great Grandmother Elizabeth died as well, my parents carted the plants home rather than throwing them out. I don’t know if any of the original collection still survive, but orchids always grace the sunny bay window in my parents’ home.
I had to leave my orchid plant behind in San Antonio when we moved last summer, so I was delighted to spot these for $9 at Aldi – half the price of any flower vendor in our area. Unfortunately, I missed the yellowing stem on one plant and the buds and flowers all fell off in the first two days. The other three plants are strong and healthy, leaving one for the living room, one for the kitchen, and one for our bedroom.
It’s hard to think of a prettier family tradition.
Those who’ve visited our home may notice an in-progress difference in the background. The green frog tape is one hint. Here’s another.