I bought a cactus several years named Uncle Woody. I did not name him though I kind of wish I had because it's a goofy little name. When I claimed Uncle Woody for my own, his 'former' mother game me a picture of him where he bloomed 4 great big pink flowers. The last time he bloomed was in 1997. Yikes. UW is 34 years old..only slightly younger than me.
Every spring he goes out and stays in the shady, warm outside until early October where he's brought in to weather the winter months.
Well I'll be darned if he didn't bloom!!!!!!! It's been 15 years and the little scoot pulled it off!! We gathered as a family almost like a new born entered the world. He's just a prickly old catcus but I just love him. His age and his unique features make me proud to sound completely nuts and call him family.
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