Orchids will forever remind me of a story my gmother told me. When she was young two men wanted to take her out to a dance, one showed up with a gardenia corsage, the other with an orchid one. She chose the orchid as this flower was a rare treat to see then. She still had the remnants of the petals in a little box, brown, crumbled and mostly all dust but they story they held made them seem bright and fresh to me.
Thank you for helping me to remember this :)