They were on sale at the now infamous aisle 20 of the grocery store. Even at full price they were still cheaper then the garden center. The quality however was not equal to the professional plant people and the care for some was suspect but at that price, as I had never owned any, I decided to get a couple of different flowering epiphytes. I kept an eye on them at the checkout counter and supervised their plastic bag enclosure, their only protection from the cold rain now pelting the store parking lot. A quick trip to the car, the bags flapping in the late winter wind, the plants were probably wishing they were back in the warm store or a humid greenhouse. They sat on the floor of the car with the heater providing relief from the biting cold, they heard many new noises as they traveled home. Another trip into the biting cold, with the bags almost coming off but they made it to the confines of a warm house. The covering bags ware removed to see if the journey was a safe one, it was. Several epiphytes from epiphyte village stared at the newcomers. Orchids!! one yelled. Ugh? Muttered a Tillandsia waking up from a nap. The new arrivals sat not too far away looking at their new home and the many plants. A large Schlumbergera, home to several Tillandsia, smiled. A misting bottle went spritzzzz. Everyone was happy. The Schlumbergera said 'Smile!!' and a camera went click. ( photo / image / picture from Jerry Sullivan's Garden ) ( photo / image / picture from Jerry Sullivan's Garden ) ( photo / image / picture from Jerry Sullivan's Garden ) ( photo / image / picture from Jerry Sullivan's Garden ) Jerry
