tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64514508567553739902023-11-16T05:42:40.132-08:00The Succulent DishAll things Succulent in life should be celebrated--plants, food and body parts.The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-78594167210277648362010-02-14T10:01:00.000-08:002010-02-14T10:19:32.071-08:00Valentine's EmancipationCrappy Valentine's Day. I chuckle. Why in the world do we spend time being bitter on such a simple day? Yes, yes. It's a day created by capitalist entities to capitalize on our guilt over not monetarily expressing our love for those we care about. AND, I fully understand the socialization of the feminine gender in American society. Cinderella. Sleeping Beauty. Beauty and the Beast (probably closer to reality when we think about it). The process begins before we have any skill for discerning "entertainment" from reality... Blah. Blah. Blah.<br /><br />Can I let you in on a little secret? We're adults now. Surprise. And aside from taxes and other responsibilities that make the gift of adulthood something we might gladly exchange for the carefree liberty of childhood, there are <em>good</em> things about being an adult. The best being that as an adult with a vote and a free will, we do <strong>NOT</strong> have to play by ancient, illogical rules bequeathed to us by some mythical ancestry. We can choose not to be restrained by the bars of our socialization. Let's grab the key from the hook we pass every single day going out the door to work and let ourselves out. It only takes a sec. And take off that silly mask they gave you, too, because you can't see a darned thing. Just do it. Doesn't that feel better? You can see. You can breathe. There's nothing in your way. Now, we can get on to the business of experiencing the myriad shades of love that we've been missing all this time--the purples that emanate from our families; the pinks radiating from our friends; and the pulsating reds from our very own lovers.<br /><br />I said all that to say this--free your mind and love will follow.The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-64195200746730240792009-09-24T21:23:00.000-07:002009-09-24T21:39:04.324-07:00C-C-C-Cr-uh-Crambooo<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_xGC9mNwTwQ&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_xGC9mNwTwQ&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>I love this guy! Stuttering, can't remember the words, only has two strings on his guitar--but he doesn't know the difference, only that he loves to sing. We should all be so wise. Do what you love, no matter what!The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-88638717888015229972009-07-22T20:08:00.000-07:002009-07-22T20:23:20.769-07:00LossWe understand loss of loved ones who pass on to the next plane of existence. We cannot explain the grief but we understand it. But the loss of one who was longed for, lived for? The loss of one we hoped to know; spent untold years pondering with great expectation. The loss of one we found but were unable to connect with. The loss of one who still lives, breathes the same air. We cannot understand it--only be crushed under it.The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-81610858199219281442009-07-08T19:20:00.000-07:002009-07-08T20:20:12.091-07:00It's A Good ThingWho loves Facebook. I do. I do. I think I'm getting the hang of it now. So many people are popping up that I haven't seen in I don't know when. Childhood friends that I haven't seen in 15 years. People who I forgot were completely drop dead hilariously funny. People whose jokes were so corny, you were green around the gills for the next hour. People who haven't changed a single bit. People who've change a lot. People that I remember fondly. People I have less than fond memories of. People that I purposely forgot about. People I had forgotten I'd forgotten about. People I hoped I would see again. People I never thought I would see again. People I'm ecstatic to see again. People I'm not so ecstatic to see again. People I was glad I would never see again. <br /><br />Finding that so many people who are exactly as they were when we parted ways is so comforting. Good, bad or otherwise, a nostalgia surrounds me. Friends that I knew who were good, are really great now. Those who weren't so good, I remember, were young enough that they weren't all bad, either. House parties with friends and friends of friends and ex's and ex's-to-be. Guys I had crushes on who turned out to like the guy I was dating. Girls who were my besties who turned out wanted to date me. Everybody--who they were and who they turned out to be couldn't be any better if somebody paid them. I could not be any more giddy.<br /><br />So, here's to all the people I've ever known, that I know now or that I have yet to know. Thank you for being who you are. There's no greater gift in this world to others or to yourself. And here's to Facebook for reuniting us all with our fondest memories. In the words of the former Martha Stewart, "It's a good thing."The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-19154922388504924972009-06-11T07:33:00.000-07:002009-06-11T07:52:16.989-07:00Facebook is toying with me...anybody here use the dreaded FB? i dare not say its name for fear that it will find me. removal of all profiles with any information pertaining to myself has been my priority over the past couple of years. for the past few months, there has been pressure to join this place called facebook. frankly, it took long enought to get my blogspot in order--not so interested in something else. the time investment is a bit much--first you have to figure it out, then you get addicted, then you get bored with it--we all know how it works. so i finally succumb to the clamoring voices waving me in and started a profile yesterday. first thing, i found at least four people i had been wondering about over the years. i found lots more that i hadn't been wondering about but old faces bring back fond memories or at least memories that we can smile about given accumulated experience. i have to say that impressed me a little. now, as is assumed by all these "networking" sites, i have to set up a profile. facebook is no myspace, let me tell you. you've got your "wall" and your "profile" and who the hell can tell one from the other?! trying to add music or make sense of notes vs. news is ridiculous. they pull you in with the connections and then hook you with the "hey, look this cool app". not mentioning that it will be hell to add it to your page--if you figure it out at all. i knew i didn't want to do this whole thing--not that i'm not happy to have found some people whom i deem quite valuable. i do. maybe i can tuck my refound friends under my arm and if i just back away slowly, facebook will leave me alone...<br /><br />right. <!-- Facebook Badge START --><a href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Stacy-L-Davis/691407677" title="Stacy L. 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Davis's Facebook Profile" style="border: 0px;" /></a><!-- Facebook Badge END -->The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-23112985097201257012009-05-01T13:03:00.000-07:002009-05-01T13:44:42.248-07:00Bloomers, Bloomers, Bloomers<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLXzwOQq-W5Ypteo0PN5PNOMDgwocfdZ7F9k5dzpI0QKGTU7xsxBte7aWDm_9cLqnBM2XYVuljkL_vxawE6cS_22ezxWjTCPlmgYl3zkWFzqEhpsnH81GYOS8tC3-_ucKbFAKj-yTHDkL/s1600-h/Flowering+Rebutia2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330956772022473234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLXzwOQq-W5Ypteo0PN5PNOMDgwocfdZ7F9k5dzpI0QKGTU7xsxBte7aWDm_9cLqnBM2XYVuljkL_vxawE6cS_22ezxWjTCPlmgYl3zkWFzqEhpsnH81GYOS8tC3-_ucKbFAKj-yTHDkL/s200/Flowering+Rebutia2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Hi, All!!! I am finishing up the semester and I'm tired like I flew all <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi94bWzJNmIyUYm-tisYT-Y-uAba8VyCCKeE5TN4sM-2sV6atBbrSESNyM-wH7uoauSmcuUsYNW4sUCZPjVoTeb6UmQfmon8DvjuDNUeUB62U_BErpSFbUHVJiAt8fGYQPGHz9nEB1EuVNU/s1600-h/Flowering+Rebutia2.JPG"></a>the way here!! I am happy to say that my grades are terrific and did I mention that I am thoroughly exhausted?<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div>N-sk-ways...I am so sorry to have been away for such a long time. I have so enjoyed everyone's company in the cactus and succulent plant Fam and I have missed all of you terribly. Now, that we are past apologies, on to a new post. I have never joined in on the Bloomin' Tuesday fun but it just so happens that my wonderful cellmate--I mean coworker Val has the most magnificent Sulcorebutia rauschii which bloomed the most delectable blooms I believe I've ever seen. It was so beautiful, you had to restrain yourself from popping it off and devouring it that very moment you wanted so desperately to possess it. She caught some dynamic photos and let me share with everyone since she was such the proud Mom. So, I hope that all of you will forgive me for being away so long and because it's Friday and not Tuesday. Be creative with me and join me in celebrating Bloomin Tuesday on a day other than Tuesday!! Who couldn't use an eye-bathingly beautiful break from all the focus on swine flu?!! <strong>Special</strong> <strong>Thanks to my friend Val for providing our very special guest for this post.</strong> Can't wait to visit all the blogs and catch up with everyone.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-28377996508004229592008-11-05T12:57:00.000-08:002008-11-06T12:29:01.553-08:00Happy to be Ashamedi am aware that i have been away for some time. aside from homework, i've done little more than wade hip deep in election coverage like the rest of the world. when this two year knock-down drag-out began, i was torn between the democratic candidates. however, since Kansas was not a primary state, that was settled for me. i watched and i read and i read and i watched everything i possibly could. i thought, wow, a person of color got the candidacy. i talked with my children about what this all meant. i got to watch as our discussions coaxed their minds into forming solid, arguable ideas about politics and race. i got to listen to recounts of discourses they'd had with their friends who were either too young to understand or, sadly, already apathetic toward what was going on in our nation. i was even more proud and comforted that two children who were concerned and aware would be released into society soon.<br /><br /><br />my neighborhood growing up on the Kansas side of Kansas City was one that essentially shielded me from racism. interracial couples (of which i am a product) (black/white and black/asian) and their children lived house to house with white families and black families and blended families and their children alike. we all attended each other's birthday parties and family functions. i didn't understand what racism was even after i was called a "nigger" for having a membership at a swimming pool that i never realized was all white. as i grew into high school and faced someone trying to force me to say whether i "considered" myself white or black did I get the mildest of inklings about what this racism thing was. i used to think the things i would hear were just stories--it didn't truly exist anymore and i would say so right to the faces of those who told me. only when i entered the workforce did i get the shock of my life. racism was alive, well and was red-orange in color. however, even still, it was not a thing that was blatant or that could be called such without somebody instantly discrediting you for not being able to describe the action with words or using the phrase "i have black friends" or, somehow, because you are black and are therefore not objective.<br /><br /><br />that all changed, however, when a man of color won nomination for president from one half of the recognized political "power" parties in our country. unabashed, true, red-orange colored racism began to patrol the streets in the daylight like it had every moral obligation to do so. for example: a friend of mine (who is a black woman) was pumping gas one evening when a middle aged white man walked over to her and said, "you know these gas prices aren't bush's fault. obama couldn't do any better." to which she replied, "well, he couldn't do any worse." (she's always doing stuff like that.) i have watched while companies in the affluent neighborhood in which i work have systematically eliminated the few black people they had from their staffs. i said companie"s" not company. "dumb nigger" was printed on a receipt from a store in this same neighborhood giving written proof of the prevailing feelings of the community at large.<br /><br /><br />i would no longer discuss my feelings about the upcoming election with family and friends because as accomplished and eloquent and Democrat as Senator Obama is i just could not believe that this country was ready to elect a man of color. i admitted to my white, middle-aged, women coworkers that even though they were excited, i did not believe that this country was ready for a black president nor did i believe that at 36 years old would i see one in my lifetime other than on reruns of "24". i wanted to believe. i really, really wanted to believe but i was not prepared to face the utter disappointment and humiliation that would come with defeat. i could only silently hope.<br /><br /><br />i am now unabashedly pleased to admit that i was wrong. i am giddy to say that i am ashamed of myself for not trusting in the greater good. i am handily ready to return my trust into the hands of my nation's multi-colored people. i am happy to humbly request the forgiveness of my country and that of President-elect Obama. i am happy.The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-61529189931591999812008-08-28T20:22:00.000-07:002008-08-28T21:04:30.050-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETXXgH8FgMrGeGtOrGDwnqcTJnla1Gporytpdv41aZ9IhXFWCD0XxwgNaWRnougAShDvWrL6OPQRs_sZWNjou-zx0YUTNmI4hyphenhyphenvU75LU3U0Od_pmBVWB1B5VDl8MESJO9NvUX-Hf2ydOz/s1600-h/Succulents+035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239778431448210146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETXXgH8FgMrGeGtOrGDwnqcTJnla1Gporytpdv41aZ9IhXFWCD0XxwgNaWRnougAShDvWrL6OPQRs_sZWNjou-zx0YUTNmI4hyphenhyphenvU75LU3U0Od_pmBVWB1B5VDl8MESJO9NvUX-Hf2ydOz/s200/Succulents+035.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyzlZnpuYqQGgmkudQ1VL2r00E01wJFp0GroW-9javXF8A0FP2VUNOZ74ptFUPFrJEhqIOK6c1lKube7qWhY1Wj9xnwZZZkDixR47fGOzbnvNFBITBh9CjXVWGLldHSG7L1OLAImSXCXUM/s1600-h/Succulents+023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239776168043955906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyzlZnpuYqQGgmkudQ1VL2r00E01wJFp0GroW-9javXF8A0FP2VUNOZ74ptFUPFrJEhqIOK6c1lKube7qWhY1Wj9xnwZZZkDixR47fGOzbnvNFBITBh9CjXVWGLldHSG7L1OLAImSXCXUM/s200/Succulents+023.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDEXq_dyzFYH9IL75DKmjhZqRzwg6CJQ6v-iLR3PeRlXwrdd5UbEiqlNowBH_7OlIuWBMIAECuL_DNvByXPZnjvkRCgwtMsVGlg_jqUZLUpe2bwvAXFCNr24sTDmG8Jhd8n50jI7PpR95o/s1600-h/Succulents+021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239776173261110130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDEXq_dyzFYH9IL75DKmjhZqRzwg6CJQ6v-iLR3PeRlXwrdd5UbEiqlNowBH_7OlIuWBMIAECuL_DNvByXPZnjvkRCgwtMsVGlg_jqUZLUpe2bwvAXFCNr24sTDmG8Jhd8n50jI7PpR95o/s200/Succulents+021.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0kRhinbwJTidTSr4QWRHKaEN0_XaQR5ZzTj-_XD7uIHH-ZKRTkyrX6u8wN2JGNVyTlAzG4jdUuKnYt_u2Yw9RKc6UHWZrJ1M8rn9Ou82dPVHubhI779RImNU-Xi1sWRSHGdUXs4pjCVRe/s1600-h/Succulents+014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239775363646332194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0kRhinbwJTidTSr4QWRHKaEN0_XaQR5ZzTj-_XD7uIHH-ZKRTkyrX6u8wN2JGNVyTlAzG4jdUuKnYt_u2Yw9RKc6UHWZrJ1M8rn9Ou82dPVHubhI779RImNU-Xi1sWRSHGdUXs4pjCVRe/s200/Succulents+014.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />victory. a small one, however, victory nonetheless. since home depot sent me that $20 card without even reading my complaint i decided to exact a little justice of my own. deciding that i just could not allow all the cries go unheard from the succulents hidden under shelves where no light could warm and feed them. this particular shipment had been there almost 3 weeks because i had been in twice a week to look at them and they were drowning each time i saw them. leaves were dropping; horrible odors of mildew and rot were emanating from the majority; and at this visit the dirt had turned to brick and separted from their plastic cups. i asked three different people for help with the succulents. the third guy yukked that they looked healthy to him but he didn't really know anything about them and the garden person would be in tomorrow and had one foot in front of the other walking away. then can i speak to the manager, i asked. a barely contained look of surprise emanated from his awkward but youthfully handsome face. you mean the assistant manager, he inquired. whomever. well, i'm the garden manager and i'll go ahead and give you 50% off. all of them, i hoped carefully as if i honestly didn't care. oh, yes, yes. i'll walk you up front if you're ready. of course, lead the way. he began to hm, haw, "do you have any other shopping to do?" i could see that he was going to try to disappear before i got to the register leaving me appearing to be some mad plant lady so "no, thank you." was my response.</div><div> </div><div>when we got to the register, he announced to the girl that she should take half off all the plants. she looked at him in dumb amazement like she had no idea what he was saying. she asked him if it was true and he responded positively. as i unloaded my cart of eight happily sighing baby plants a tiny blond girl asked "oh, are those venus flytraps?" i know with whom i deal here at Home Depot so it was just too easy to say something that would put on display the obvious lack of knowledge the staff possess. "no, just succulents" was my response of decorum. a lady lounging on the next register began to question him. "who are you. what's your position? what's your name, rank, serial number? just want to be sure you had authorization to do that?" i turned to her and asked "why is that?" she began to explain that she wasn't from this store and just as she opened her mouth to explain i turned my back. i assume she got the picture. it was inappropriate for her to question him in front of a customer, firstly. secondly, it was plain rude to embarass him in front of coworkers and customers. i don't know if she was smart enough to get it or not--and i don't care, truthfully. she must have understood because she took over and carefully boxed up my little lovlies. i thanked them and very slowly and very deliberately began my walk from the store. there were strange looks from some who had heard parts of the exchange. i held my head just a little higher. take that home depot. i took my free plants and went home.</div></div>The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-14885586354648535072008-08-20T08:33:00.000-07:002008-08-20T08:52:56.742-07:003 Days Inwell, i'm almost three days into my classes and i have one class in particular that has received no interaction from the teacher. day two i finally sent an email to the entire roster and the teacher asking if the class had been cancelled or what. everybody responded in kind. from the "teacher"--silence. i submitted a trouble ticket and was told that there were technical challenges by the helpdesk--still no response from the "teacher". the link for the study guide didn't work once they got it up and STILL no response from the "teacher". admittedly, i'm new to this whole online class thing but shouldn't the teacher at least send us an email? 'i'm dr. whatever. this course is completely self-paced. this is when whatever is due. this is how you will be graded. good luck.' anything really. no. nothing. now, i will also admit that striking out on my own without at least a finger pointing in the correct direction is not my style. i don't like do-overs. i want to do it once and i want the best possible results. neither could anyone ever accuse me of being patient. there are things that must be done and i want to get started as quickly as possible. why as a "teacher" would you not assist those who look to you when "teacher" is your chosen profession? pause.<br /><br />ok. so it's college, we're supposed to obtain our learning for ourselves. then what the hell do i need to pay a college for? exactly my point. i will do what i have to do as a student. i expect you to do what you have to do as a "teacher". just point me in the right direction. i'm not asking for anything other than that. this is not difficult. it's the same as customer service, am i right? i've paid for something. i'd like to have it--whether you give it to me with a smile or not is optional.The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-27365246749241827962008-08-18T08:25:00.000-07:002008-08-18T08:49:37.645-07:00Starting Over Againalong with my two teenagers, i start school today, everyone. i'm excited because i only made this decision a couple of weeks ago and it's been only mildly challenging to actually get everything set. it's interesting to ponder what i believe has stood in my way all this time. i began school years ago--turns out it was 15 years ago--when they told me my credits had to be less than five years old, i knew that mine were at least eight, then i called to check. FIF-TEEN years. what the hell have i been doing all this time?! everything and nothing, that's what. that's all. daily rituals that all humans have--that we all get so sucked into. work, children, families, friends and every other possible thing necessary and not that we can pick up and put in our knapsacks which keep getting heavier and heavier until we simply cannot figure out why we can't get out of bed in the mornings.<br /><br />well, i haven't been able to get out of bed for about a year. i cannot tolerate the thought that there's nowhere else for me to go, so i have been forced to examine myself. and put down this heavy-a$$ knapsack. i started to go thru it and found things in it that i had forgotten about years ago. things that i've been carrying around long after they needed to be carried. why have i wasted precious time like this? know what, that part doesn't matter either, essentially. what matters is that i've dumped the knapsack out (i'll sort thru it later--or not) and i'm putting books and a shiny new future in it. talk about relief. <br /><br />i said that to say to all my friends and passersby of happenstance, it's never too late. so here i go on my new adventure. say a prayer for me or send plenty of positive energy my way--however you prefer to do it. because i'm going and i'd love to have all of you along for the ride.The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-4800021450502918642008-08-11T14:24:00.001-07:002008-08-13T07:45:47.249-07:0030 Years & Counting-Kansas City Cactus & Succulent Show<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2B0A6ebGePNUv7L2FRpkj1G48hC_Xyoy5trT3xV3JJ_7B0w7N6fNbJptI0tAZXzedZuM9wfdKA9Ks1HSom-y47jHj2xcSdxJp4ZaTXttDqFevPkEDSE064uZjM1vopfKPQqtirFTaRxfN/s1600-h/100_0377.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234000900490169458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2B0A6ebGePNUv7L2FRpkj1G48hC_Xyoy5trT3xV3JJ_7B0w7N6fNbJptI0tAZXzedZuM9wfdKA9Ks1HSom-y47jHj2xcSdxJp4ZaTXttDqFevPkEDSE064uZjM1vopfKPQqtirFTaRxfN/s200/100_0377.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />yes. kansas city really DOES have a Cactus and Succulent Society. i know--i didn't believe it either at first. but this weekend, they proved it for sure. the <strong>30th</strong> Annual Cactus & Succulent Show, no less. it is held each year at the very beautiful Loose Park Garden Center and i have to say that they did a bang up job. the sale was upstairs where there were locals who grew extras for sale and out-of-towners who had special tools and brought tablesful of cacti and succulents for sale to us newbies and seasoned collectors all. me and Val hit them up first thing saturday morning (well, she did--i was late) and proceeded around the sale with stealth and cunning, cash in hand ready to make deals with whomever it was that held our most desired objects. we saw so, so many pretties--large, medium and small--we almost didn't know where to start. each time around, we saw plants that we hadn't seen our first time around--aeonium, fishhook cactus (which my mom loves), opuntia babies. so many shapes and names and colors it was exhilarating and a bit overwhelming to see all of them in one room. val bought a boxful of lovelies and bought a bishop's cap (Astrophytum myriostigma) for my birthday--it's not for six months so she's going to take it home with her until then (sucks but still good). one beauty in particular left me completely breathless from it's color alone--pale green and fleshy. it was an Haworthia attenuata caespitosa with three offsets of various sizes (which was placed promptly into a 95 cent pot from DAV's Thrift). a lovely and very knowledgeable woman named Julie had grown several of them to share. turns out that she has been with the society since its inception! considering my own new feelings about these wonderful plants, i can absolutely see why she would stick around.<br /><br /><br />we made our way downstairs to the show and found more items that we had never seen before. lots of succulent trees with large caudex and the tiniest leaves. Eva submitted a plant that was so thin and weblike that if you didn't move very slowly past the table, you would miss it altogether. two 20-year-old specimens were entered by Dick who won both first and second prize in the classification. he was loads of fun and didn't seem to want me and Val to leave. ~wink~ by the time we had to leave, we were both completely exhausted from talking with everyone and learning so much new information about our succulent obsessions.<br /><br />shout out to Eva, Linda, Sylvia, Barbara, Wanda, Judy, Jerry and all who worked to make the show happen. ps. i am hoping to help next year. (call me about a website.)<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">i have to aplogize for not having photos. i was so enthralled with all the plants--spiny and prickly and shiny, o my--that i forgot altogether that i had my camera. how do you like that, most people keep it simple and just forget the camera.</span></em>The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-50408690242907649652008-08-11T06:24:00.001-07:002008-08-11T06:47:29.183-07:00Ur Gonna Love Thisyou guys are gonna love this. per my previous post about rescuing succulents from HD, i did a little something that i hope advances the whole country's awareness of our little obsession. i was so disgusted by the fact that not one HD here in KC but two very different locations are treating their succulents in the same manner that I emailed them a nasty note including a link to my blog here. and, not that they looked at the fact that we are slamming them here on our blogs or even care so much as I hoped they would, but they are sending me a $20 gift certificate for responding. who knew that would happen?<br /><br />so i suggest this--everybody who has rescued one of these beautiful items from an HD or anywhere like HD send them a quick email. at least if they pay us no attention and continue to be FAR LESS than GREEN by destroying these little plants with neglect, we can rescue a few more succulents with THEIR money.The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-58021838867496713552008-08-08T10:26:00.000-07:002008-08-11T06:47:49.382-07:00Questionable Echeveria<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh_hn_NUwg1ZHBGFia63q5Q7g7DjHf3quCTY7l4V_eXu0b2qOSlOxuFUw7v5UK3tL9x7BkwVyiHdlUtsABFDVCUxHYAy5RUbF04hNu0aTbNyRZgCxV_BhNJH6PRS7KLPYAhhXPsf6gKWYc/s1600-h/Succulents+012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232200504815255346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh_hn_NUwg1ZHBGFia63q5Q7g7DjHf3quCTY7l4V_eXu0b2qOSlOxuFUw7v5UK3tL9x7BkwVyiHdlUtsABFDVCUxHYAy5RUbF04hNu0aTbNyRZgCxV_BhNJH6PRS7KLPYAhhXPsf6gKWYc/s320/Succulents+012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXI_l82dkKekNqE04rA73Quyb2U3Eb7hJdTzgfmyt03r6twO84huJHS1V2f8qiLCrNEjO8qv1HVDT5xpUaFc8tqZD51hPwFXG-PGBKwAHL-iXfeRMCZQryjWz6oG00qGEWYHRsNULRAP2/s1600-h/Succulents+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232200505031651202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXI_l82dkKekNqE04rA73Quyb2U3Eb7hJdTzgfmyt03r6twO84huJHS1V2f8qiLCrNEjO8qv1HVDT5xpUaFc8tqZD51hPwFXG-PGBKwAHL-iXfeRMCZQryjWz6oG00qGEWYHRsNULRAP2/s320/Succulents+013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkWHt-l6mp6oaIfWCoYMWMS7nGPDghtF8Kin9B_ONHZTedfQIdiw1FJ3OfmkGjZa-8sChpYKrCGj6otXBR_mx0GKmTeCQPowxcYsLuP4y0KmMtE6CCKvQ8lqaowKgUwzZOeXncLv2sgRJf/s1600-h/Succulents+014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232200510581637346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkWHt-l6mp6oaIfWCoYMWMS7nGPDghtF8Kin9B_ONHZTedfQIdiw1FJ3OfmkGjZa-8sChpYKrCGj6otXBR_mx0GKmTeCQPowxcYsLuP4y0KmMtE6CCKvQ8lqaowKgUwzZOeXncLv2sgRJf/s320/Succulents+014.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>it's time once again for the <strong><em>Desperately Seeking Succulents</em></strong> Game!!! i found this little baby rotting in a puddle at home depot earlier this week. i'm not sure what hd's ambivalence is toward succulent plants, really. i had walked around the place twice and figured they just didn't have any new or old ones since the last time they had any there were so few plants and they were leggy and rotting, none of the help even knew what a succulent plant was and they were just generally being neglected altogether. but something said to go around this particular display and low and behold, there they were hidden INSIDE where no light could get to them and no one could even see the display!! O, the humanity! i was just furious at them for hiding all these curious wonders. whatever happened to impulse sales HD?! they were absolutely ensuring that almost every single one of these babies who were just begging to be adopted would perish. i was looking for the nearest orange vest to give it a piece of my mind when i was distracted (lucky for the orange vests) by the whimpering of the whole lot of tiny grafted cacti and pot after pot of haworthia that were simply withering away and dying. i felt so badly that i couldn't gather each and every one of them and bring them home with me to nurse back to health. then, amongst the all the other poor leggy unnamed ech's, hiding quietly was this sweet little thing. once again, since i am still very new to this game, i had not seen one before. it's under two inches all and about two across. she has VERY thick, spade-shaped leaves with thin stiff points. her color goes from almost white in the very center to dark green, blue, purple on her leaf tips. so now we begin the game. whomever guesses whatever it is, gets a giant shout out right here on <strong><em>Desperately Seeking Succulents</em></strong>. good luck, everyone.</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong></strong> </div><div><strong></strong> </div><div><strong>UPDATE:</strong> seems we have a winner. one of our newest contestants submitted the name for our newfound lovely--<strong><em>Echeveria Purpusorum</em>! BIG SHOUT OUT TO KATE715</strong> for gettin' er done so fast. Thanks, Kate. Hope you play again soon. Thanks to everybody for playing Desperately Seeking Succulents with me and for all the compliments on my finds and my very, very cheap flea market pots! Val, Julie, Rosemarie and now Kate--you are THE best.</div>The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-19195751047352888032008-08-02T18:38:00.000-07:002008-12-09T10:08:28.311-08:00Succulents As Art<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNsdlawqGe3NVyXp6xzQX-Tjm6K97tlw07lnqIXNx44RQZSfdN_PYSp5K5YfPo34SzJIPHtmjheuX39dL9-X0HW5Jk2EbDKtOaUpQ4xKPphUsOBKyvI26ZntNrqVtBCiuvMAW8bNZqN8T9/s1600-h/Succulents+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230107050217361906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNsdlawqGe3NVyXp6xzQX-Tjm6K97tlw07lnqIXNx44RQZSfdN_PYSp5K5YfPo34SzJIPHtmjheuX39dL9-X0HW5Jk2EbDKtOaUpQ4xKPphUsOBKyvI26ZntNrqVtBCiuvMAW8bNZqN8T9/s200/Succulents+006.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisE0fPtYytC1xWPYrg5rPJ52TeFQ1gKfYHnuCOrC-KuDkLz-rG_GnPXdohOqAc17bIjVRfNYyRpQGgsFzP__45Fnhb_zZUytLqbpV8D6Rq-iyVfAsXa_v9lxDew9NAqUK4VPRhLiCkQMex/s1600-h/Succulents+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230106457994649922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisE0fPtYytC1xWPYrg5rPJ52TeFQ1gKfYHnuCOrC-KuDkLz-rG_GnPXdohOqAc17bIjVRfNYyRpQGgsFzP__45Fnhb_zZUytLqbpV8D6Rq-iyVfAsXa_v9lxDew9NAqUK4VPRhLiCkQMex/s200/Succulents+005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4C3zGPYyDqZl54Cl1zp_MUJFYkS6VbfHvAOvaM_N-ShgrGhqSy8T2WcBP-sb5CTQ40F-VXkOpFu1PTiB0oq0x97M6lfM7pDkFPPfGVBZbkfQzH-44F3UCmSnCwNetydB5xMMgqViBxQdj/s1600-h/Succulents+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230105932353869250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4C3zGPYyDqZl54Cl1zp_MUJFYkS6VbfHvAOvaM_N-ShgrGhqSy8T2WcBP-sb5CTQ40F-VXkOpFu1PTiB0oq0x97M6lfM7pDkFPPfGVBZbkfQzH-44F3UCmSnCwNetydB5xMMgqViBxQdj/s200/Succulents+002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0SVbTR7_f73Uz6l4uOqCB0NLKk6PPOx5O6hKSKKcU8hG1lrorhE8HDmplFC-0SIPGQ-fkyETbwKsWcpmeBxE12vlvXvdtZ8CNzE22iXjflF3muXeptqQLChiTGiC5QG-eqZVgJV6RV7pf/s1600-h/Succulents+003.JPG"></a><br /><div><div><div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>there's another passion i have--art. i truly believe that's why i have fallen in love with these magnificent creatures that nature has given us. they are art incarnate. they have been on earth longer than we insignificant humans and have needed no interpretation from our conceptualizing and, unfortunately, sometimes bastardizing consciouses. </div><br /><div>i have simply taken some photos of a few items that i think are truly, truly breathtaking that i wanted to share. i hope you enjoy them. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-88508314528388846282008-07-30T13:27:00.000-07:002008-12-09T10:08:28.651-08:00Dyckia or Cryptanthus<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Wn7rPejg91GI53uY4PAAglGBLnbUju98hzUHd6CPmmtY0bdCN_HF90Z8sTuXeF8UbBAiAEJXQG3FByi0i8CLgypL0iIcqmxjgRyo0-Y6qkZGof5MhbHwS2M58m2zyE5O9vsyLbPHKAxT/s1600-h/Succulents+003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230109141436942322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Wn7rPejg91GI53uY4PAAglGBLnbUju98hzUHd6CPmmtY0bdCN_HF90Z8sTuXeF8UbBAiAEJXQG3FByi0i8CLgypL0iIcqmxjgRyo0-Y6qkZGof5MhbHwS2M58m2zyE5O9vsyLbPHKAxT/s200/Succulents+003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn0B1iy1fgWi9lm6Nw5fnIKxiwnKa9nvzBDTa0aGE4Zx78GZ-r-NONKAm5myWSyOAaBoPBY_SwPoWr_8PO39jLbtCe25fv2Si7CH_OZsNPQvy1ocW2VyIE0Aza1mrkVRnQbMGTAnd_FHxn/s1600-h/Dyckia+or+Cryptanthus.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228912068931215282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn0B1iy1fgWi9lm6Nw5fnIKxiwnKa9nvzBDTa0aGE4Zx78GZ-r-NONKAm5myWSyOAaBoPBY_SwPoWr_8PO39jLbtCe25fv2Si7CH_OZsNPQvy1ocW2VyIE0Aza1mrkVRnQbMGTAnd_FHxn/s400/Dyckia+or+Cryptanthus.jpeg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>seems my little collection is growing by the day. i managed to convince a coworker and co-succulent obsessionist to buy a lovely little overloaded potted Succulent Jungle (in case you haven't noticed, i'm very persuasive) so that i could have this sweet little pink and green star-shaped plant. well, she wanted one of the plants and i agreed to trade her a cutting of the aloe-gastera-worthia-whatever-that nobody can identify from my last post, so it wasn't just for me. i'm not completely evil for goodness sake. (thanks again, Val) i originally thought it was a <em><strong>dyckia</strong></em> but of course, as has become the premise of this blog, i can't find a match. the closest i've come is another wondrous species called a <em><strong>cryptanthus</strong></em> whose varieties seem to go on for hundreds. maybe i should consider renaming the blog <strong><em>'Desperately Seeking Succulents'</em></strong> or <strong><em>'Unnamed Oddities'</em></strong>. perhaps making a game of it. yea. yea. that's the ticket. either way, i end this post with my constant companion signoff, "Somebody Help!"</div><br /><div></div><div></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong>update:</strong> my fabu friends Val, Julie and Rosemarie were all over this before i got it posted good. seems what we have here is sometimes referred to as an Earth Star. its proper name is Cryptanthus bivittatus 'Pink Starlite'. an updated photo of her in her new habitat. isn't she lovely? </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div></div>The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-68027691742174680002008-07-23T06:45:00.000-07:002008-12-09T10:08:28.802-08:00Gas-Whaaat?!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2HA5iVhCmjU9N9Wm-6x3OTzz6sdT1wwUI48daYgu-xmic0Qa7-VGNl2WJu2SHDwTCsllARXMWE-PGld_wBLDv0RT50iaJC3hG3bZDJSaQ1bqo6b_k8lIRwUwvOMhzATsTxAr5kTHwdIQP/s1600-h/Gasworthia+2"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgotRxxT7WY7l6wFBVlzsbiR6uEMlvMT1KkE08Xuyf0GTSNYslNgGuiYoVyVmdMC6WPycULQNN0RwKjBuDJusHFe2SqpvA739LztdgMdAvOQzvnDKuhmYcF5-EuGN3OBJVpgJMkQI2mPWqp/s1600-h/Gasworthia+1"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226207197605311362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="161" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgotRxxT7WY7l6wFBVlzsbiR6uEMlvMT1KkE08Xuyf0GTSNYslNgGuiYoVyVmdMC6WPycULQNN0RwKjBuDJusHFe2SqpvA739LztdgMdAvOQzvnDKuhmYcF5-EuGN3OBJVpgJMkQI2mPWqp/s400/Gasworthia+1" width="182" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>so i was at the farmer's market last wednesday and came across this magnificent wonder. my boss says to me (don't ask why i was there with my boss), "i think you need that plant." i thought, ya know, i do believe she's right. so i asked the round lady who was manning the stand what it was and she said, "i have no idea. i'm here for somebody else. gimme five bucks for it." now since the other average (and wimpy) plants that ordinary folks throw in the dirt in their front yards were marked $8, i thought it might be a good idea to grab it whilst i could since it was a good sized plant and i hadn't seen one before. so i made my boss give me $5 so i could buy it. hehehe i wasn't trying to get away with anything, i bought lunch. so i took my new treasure back to the office and started looking for a match. it's got very stiff, bumpy leaves and looks like a cross between an aloe and a haworthia--so far, as close as i've come is a Gasworthia--possibly a "Royal Highness". i can't be certain so as per my usual, my arm is extended to my friends here for help.</div></div>The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-85775952679540297642008-07-19T09:49:00.001-07:002008-12-09T10:08:28.897-08:00Creating Life<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-gwNzDERZ9V4zAfILnydEr5HFXUl58cw65mD_bl51Gz3BpLtnG6SgGRzUSWTM1UK0dfQnE-zHvN8bw7Dv9nKa_Ka_26pP0eZa4pQJyVaoF8X6XGjgZHK9j3tzOjKYP3Qz0cs5fJ7CUMu4/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224768985182649378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-gwNzDERZ9V4zAfILnydEr5HFXUl58cw65mD_bl51Gz3BpLtnG6SgGRzUSWTM1UK0dfQnE-zHvN8bw7Dv9nKa_Ka_26pP0eZa4pQJyVaoF8X6XGjgZHK9j3tzOjKYP3Qz0cs5fJ7CUMu4/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>i finally did it. i took cuttings from my Aeonium Zwartkopf. it had five babies sticking out from the main stem and since the parent was not doing its best, i decided that if i didn't do it soon, the whole plant would be lost and i would have nothing of my beautiful specimen. it was a bit scary, actually. it was my first time cutting any of my babies. but i got an exacto and went to work carefully slicing each embryo with a single cut, holding my breath the whole time. truly a test of faith even when faced with the only other option of death. so they've been placed in a safe spot for drying and here we come to my challenge--what do i do with them next?? other items can be placed on top of dirt that's kept a bit moist and they will do what comes naturally, but what about these? i have yet to find anything in print with exact measurements for this particular plant. so far, i've placed them back in the dirt with it's mama, but do they need to be kept moist? should they be removed to their own pot for that so that i don't kill mama? help me out here...please.</div>The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-57214094221781056572008-07-13T19:33:00.000-07:002008-12-09T10:08:29.099-08:00Pachy-Something?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMrJzYl-L77Ba1tW7I5WRtOJkDhHVnb4x8wUmAXpFNJ6iUQ3qnDRzS90Ern6kicG4G4-6Pxug2qagVL-UoWpHBWcUg6scfWFf5NgtiFOgF4soBhtKTiavCZk0BQVnVeWWJTHmdX-WTe5X/s1600-h/My+Succulents+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222699971310953906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMrJzYl-L77Ba1tW7I5WRtOJkDhHVnb4x8wUmAXpFNJ6iUQ3qnDRzS90Ern6kicG4G4-6Pxug2qagVL-UoWpHBWcUg6scfWFf5NgtiFOgF4soBhtKTiavCZk0BQVnVeWWJTHmdX-WTe5X/s400/My+Succulents+013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>hello, all!! let me just say "WooHoo" for me. i have FINALLY gotten everything going in the same direction. i know it should not have been such a challenge but those of us who are still less than agile with the compatibility of current technologies do exist--so a celebration is most certainly in order. who knew how hard that would be?<br /><br />anyway. i've got some photos of my new babies which will be posted to the slide show poste haste. in the meantime, however, i'd love for all of you to take a look at one of my little sweeties in particular. it was in what i call a "Junk Pot"--a pot with several plants in it, all completely unlabeled. i have since been able to name two of the four items in the pot--Crassula Schmidtii and Sedum Burrito--but the one that captured my attention was the most intriguing oddity i have yet to encounter. it has leaves that resemble arms ending in fingers pointing out in every direction; it has pale, green, bumpy skin and is thoroughly magnificent--especially since it has now bloomed a beautiful yellow, astrid-like flower. i have searched and searched through photos but since i have only a couple of less than complete reference books, it has been a difficult challenge. so, i am so glad that i have friends and neighbors who share my obsession who can help. please.<br /><br />shout out to <strong>Family Tree Nursery</strong> in Kansas City. they fulfill all my Succulent Fantasies.</div>The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451450856755373990.post-65582737066853302322008-06-24T21:12:00.000-07:002008-06-25T11:04:01.916-07:00Ahhhh! I'm here.I'm here. Finally. I've posted some thoughts and feelings here and there but this is the final frontier. There are so many things I want to say about so, so, so many things--my lovely new obsession with succulent plants and my "regular" obsessions with food and body parts (not necessarily in that order).<br /><br />Looking forward...The Succulent Dishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06783424158312788428noreply@blogger.com3