Orchids for my soul

A flower is a flower right? Not if you are me. Orchids lend endless fascination for me. Sitting here with my coffee this morning admiring an orchid that I purchased at a sale at the Franklin Park Conservatory a couple of years ago. I have no idea what type of orchid it is. Well, that isn’t totally true, it is most likely an Oncidium known as Sharry Baby. Doesn’t matter, it is amazing. Not only is it beautiful, it has a wonderful chocolate fragrance early in the day.