Two or three years ago, at one of our church's "New to You" and Crafts fairs, I purchased a small Christmas cactus. The mother plant belonged to a very dear fellow parishioner, and had belonged to her mother--meaning it orginated in Canada.
I'd never had this sort of cactus, though I've admired them. I was eager to see it bloom, but realised it needed to mature. I cherished it, making sure it received enough sunlight and not too much water.
The plant is still small but several weeks ago it formed its very first buds. Oh, the excitement!
The flowers began to open a little more than a week ago, just before my father's birthday.
I shall refer to mine as a Thanksgiving Cactus.