God rest ye merry horticultural therapists.

this orchid is a cattleya hybrid of some kind. it was blooming the same time as the dancing ladies, and its flowers have now fallen off and i've divided it into four separate plants. i don't know the particular species, but i've posted an article on a gardenweb forum asking for help with identification. there's a very popular brassolaeliocattleya (blc.) that is yellow and red, which has made identification particularly difficult.

most cattleyas are not my favorite orchids (although i am fond of this specimen). they make up some of the largest orchids, their impressive flowers growing six inches and more in diameter. there happens to be a legend in the history of cattleyas which is quite interesting. legend has it that the first cattleya species were actually used as packing material for other plants in early nineteeth century england. out of curiosity, william cattley (their eventual namesake) potted one of them up. when one finally bloomed, it sparked mr. cattley's lifelong obsession of collecting and cataloging the species. the very first cattleya hybrid was registered on january 1, 1863, and was so beautiful that it's still produced today. pretty cool story, i guess. it would have been fascinating to have discovered and collected so many new flowers. so much wonder and excitement. it's not hard to envy those on the frontiers of botany, like orchid hunter steve perlman and rock-star botanist ken wood. these guys must love their jobs. someday i'll love my job...

speaking of loving jobs, i ran into an old professor recently who sparked some genuine excitement. dr. babcock was my favorite social work professor. she would put us in groups and get us to discuss controversial topics which would usually lead to a handful of students yelling at one another. but it was good. she made us think. she stood head and shoulders above the rest of the faculty. my other professors seemed to enjoy making social work out to be a happy-go-lucky profession that wouldn't require much preparation or investment. i literally went through entire classes without learning a single thing.
but i digress.

i told dr. babcock about how i've become quite interested in horticultural therapy as a rehabilitative method, about how i love flowers and such. she thought i was joking at first, because it turns out that she's a fan or HT herself. she told me that just last year she applied for a grant to build a therapeutic garden that would exist for children in florida's child welfare system (a slightly different spin than traditional therapy with children with chronic illness, those with mental disabilities, and the geriatric population). she was denied the grant, but was thrilled at my interest in HT and told me about the wonderful experience she had at the enid a. haupt glass gardens at nyu's rusk institute. the rusk institute is a rehabilitative hospital whose mission is "to provide patients with the necessary physical, social, emotional, vocational, and recreational skills to reach the highest possible levels of independence and quality of life." the institute treats patients across a continuum of care that is incredibly broad and which (not surprisingly) includes horticultural therapy. if you're at all interested in rehabilitative medicine or networks of varied care, you simply must check out the rusk institute. i've been in touch with the directors about training and internships, and they were very warm and informative. i would love to spend some time studying or working there. interestingly, the senior horticultural therapist there is an MSW.

running into dr. babcock was great.

i've been reading through the brothers karamazov. i'll leave you with my favorite quote so far:

Do not be afraid of anything, never be afraid, and do not grieve. Just let repentence not slacken in you, and God will forgive everything. There is not and cannot be in the whole world such a sin that the Lord will not forgive one who truly repents of it. A man even cannot commit so great a sin as would exhaust God's boundless love. How could there be a sin that exceeds God's love? Only take care that you repent without ceasing, and chase away fear altogether. Believe that God loves you so as you cannot conceive of it; even with your sin and in your sin he loves you. And there is more joy in heaven over one repentent sinner than over ten righteous men - that was said long ago. Go, then, and do not be afraid. Do not be upset with people, do not take offense at their wrongs. Forgive the dead man in your heart for all the harm he did you; and be reconciled with him truly. If you are repentant, it means that you love. And if you love, you already belong to God ... With love everything is bought, everything is saved. If even I, a sinful man, just like you, was moved to tenderness and felt pity for you, how much more will God be. Love is such a priceless treasure that you can buy the whole world with it, and redeem not only your own but other people's sins. Go, and do not be afraid.

- the elder zosima to the woman who whispered in dostoevsky's
the brothers karamazov