Beware the Pure Spirit, Let the Flesh Instruct the Mind

I'm missing my connection to the earth, living in an apartment does not afford me to indulge in my gardening obsession. However, I do what I can. My porch is overflowing with pots. My voodoo lilies (a wonderful gift from David King) are happy and doing what they do best. Such odd plants, very phallic in nature (how lucky for me eh?) but very delicate and beautiful. I hope these follow suit with ones I had previously, that is, they were prodigious little fuckers... loved to make offset bulbs like crazy.  The Japanese Maple is a seedling I took from Atlanta. Wayne and Steven have two beautiful trees in their backyard and lots of tiny seedlings.  I could not easily find a seedling from the one tree (kind of a lacy leaf pattern), but this one is beautiful as well.  My cacti / euphorbias are happy outside now and the Opuntia varieties are blooming.  Night blooming cereus is still alive and kicking - it continues to send out shoots that will elongate into the flatten...