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| I have had Zulu for a couple of years now. Just when I thought he was ready to bloom something else would happen. Everything from dropping him on the floor, and re-starting him then overdosing him on a lot of diazinon just in case he had something I didn't know about. Finally giving up on him I put him in the back of the shelf and forgot about him. Instead of having visions of a very muscular man either heavily tanned or naturally dark with the deepest wine fabric wrapped around him at the waist with slits up each side. Oh and mustn't forget the heavy gold arm band and the gold just dripping off him. The biggest chains around his neck etc.. | ||
| I would just water and feed him and let him
alone. I had lost interest. Then today I saw he had open
blooms. I looked at him then blinked and looked again, shook my head
and looked again. Then picked him up, pulled him out of his pot put his
label in the bleach solution to clean it for the next african violet and tossed
Zulu in the garbage blooms and all. I continued on my rounds
removing leaves and cleaning up old flower buds. My hands full of this
junk I went to dump in the trash pail.
I looked at Zulu again,
retrieved him from the trash, cleaned him up, labelled him and set
him back on a shelf with lesser light. I am giving him one more
chance. His blooms were flesh coloured with the deepest wine frilled
edges. An uglier violet I have never seen, but I reasoned
this was a first bloom and after all I should give him one more chance. Perhaps I will like him better now that I know what to expect. |
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