A Story
When Peace Like a River
"Days were staccato. When Julie planned to move one way, something would come up and stop the motion. Nothing awful or even disagreeable, just an abrupt halt to the first idea before beginning the second. Several times a day, the pattern repeated. It was so usual that she hardly noticed the disjointed rhythm of her days.
Sometimes a shoe would drop and she would wait for the other one to drop, but it never did. Other times shoes would drop in a rat-ta-tat before stilling.
Julie didn't realize how much she had been missing church until she finally went again after several months away. Even that had been an unexpected turn to her day. But once in the church, she felt the legato rhythm of the service. The melodic music, the age-old scripture readings, the truth preached by the minister all harmonized and reset her heart. It was precious not-to-be-taken-for-granted time.
Back home, the jarring staccato would repeat but peace like a river would flow again for a while."
Yesterday, I brought home a sweet little phalaenopsis orchid that was bought at the local grocery store.
Most orchids that you buy have an inner clear pot that is placed in a ceramic pot. This system is great because it allows you to see the roots. This plant has a couple of very nice healthy roots that are pale green-grey which is just the colour you want. One of the roots is curling around the bottom of the pot so it is somewhat pot bound but it will be all right until I repot it into a larger pot when it stops blooming.
I am melting some snow so that iI will have rainwater to moisten it with. Orchids are sensitive to water and do best when watered with distilled water or rainwater.
I will try giving the orchid a bit of diluted coffee as someone said it makes a decent mild fertilizer. If that doesn't work, I will be back to buying chemical orchid fertilizer.




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