Mr. Botanist here finally noticed this viney little plant wrapped around one of our
bougainvillea branches and I mentioned the presence of a parasite to Leela --
noting, however, that it was a pretty good-looking one.

After a short scream, I was archly informed that this was an orchid
that she'd been struggling with for months. Fortunately for both the plant
and me, Gayle made this challenge "living color" -- because this blossom
was in such an awkward position that under other circumstances I might have
been inclined to pluck it off and put it in a bowl of water.

We're both safe, although Leela now knows the depths of my botanical knowledge.
Not that she hadn't already guessed.