My Wondrous Cereus

I saw the most beautiful sight I have ever seen last night in my garden. I witnessed this wonder alone at midnight.

I consider this plant a miracle. I believe its flowers are a living link to something magic and cosmic.

My friend The Fairy(Madge) gave me this dream of a plant. I thought of her and my father last night as I sat under the stars watching these blooms quiver with energy. My daddy sometimes exclaimed “How could heaven be better than this?” I cannot imagine that, Bop.

I knew this second blooming from this plant was coming. That has never happened before. The buds turned up like pipes and started expanding two days ago.

When I saw the shape last evening, I knew this was the night. I was determined not to miss it, so I set my alarm. I could not go to sleep. I decided to go sit beside the plant in the dark and wait.

Epiphyllum oxypetalum

Its flowers were almost fully opened. They were quivering. There was no breeze. The blooms have their own energy.

The white, threadlike stamen form a tunnel through the flower.

The opalescent pistil has a strange star-shaped end.

The flowers are as big as my opened hand.

The back has finger-like sepals that splay as the bloom opens.

What wondrous, glorious blooms this “Queen of the Night” has!

Night blooming Cereus/”Queen of the Night”

How could heaven be better than this?

FLOW in the GLOW

15 thoughts on “My Wondrous Cereus

  1. My first introduction to that plant was from an Amish lady in Pennsylvania. She invited us to come back in the middle of the night to watch it bloom, but we had to decline. I bought my own as soon as I could find one. The last time mine bloomed was right after Harvey and it made 5 flowers, one for each day of rain. I’m glad you got to see it. It is wonderous.

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  2. This reminded me of something in one of Henry Mitchell’s books (One Man’s Garden): “I once knew a night-blooming cereus that was 95 years old and had 160 flowers open at once. … The owner, who was given the plant (already an old one) as a wedding present, eventually became quite an old woman. for years she would invite the neighborhood to come and see it on nights when masses of flowers opened. There would be ice cream and punch.”
    Your experience does sound spiritual, however.

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