These night blooming beauties grow in front of a neighbor’s house. We walked up the road behind the fire station and past her house just a few minutes after dawn, but the area was still in shadows and some of the blooms hadn’t faded yet.
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I used to call them Flippants. When asked why I simply said it’s not good to be so cereus all the time.
Bada boom. I’ll be here all week. Try the veal. Tip the waitress.
Reminds me of an episode of “The Outer Limits” where an alien plant is found on a space station and takes over a small plot of Florida, until they die from the rain.
A different variety of these plants grows along and on top of the walls around the Punahou campus. When Thurston Twigg-Smith was publisher of the Advertiser, it was you-could-set-your-calendar-by-it consistent that the paper would run a large format front page photo of the first blooms when they appeared at that location each year.
Kind of related, but not to flowers . . . here’s an Andy Rooney question:
Have you ever wondered what it is about the so called ‘golf ball’ radar thingie that anchors at Pearl Harbor and vicinity that compels ThePaper to report EACH coming and going of the device? I mean, it’s kind of interesting, but . . .
It’s a public service, Kimo. They are afraid some morning one of their readers will wake up, see the gof ball and say, “Ho, salamabitch, what is that?.
Night-blooming cereus are wonderful. Thank you for introducing me to a variety I had never seen before, these are fantastic!
These look way different than the one’s at Punahou.