It blooms every Christmas and every Easter. I don’t do anything to make that happen. I water it when I remember to. I keep it in an east-facing window where it gets some sun but not too much. Other than that, I put absolutely no effort into this little plant. And still, every Christmas, every Easter…blooms. Perfectly timed little gifts. Grace unbidden, inexplicable.
Lessons from a Christmas Cactus
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