The Greenhouse that Time Forgot

 In the cool mountains of Southeastern New Mexico there is a relic of a large plant business.  The sign is on the facade, but the original nursery bit the dust back in the 70's.  What's left is a quiet green and mossy testimony to the passage of time.  Every year I go back  to wonder at the  awesome tenacity of the plants and the man who tends them. This plant, for example.

Here is a picture of the pot it grows in.

Here's a beautiful example of lush overgrowth.

And another...




















and another...

and one more...

and I can't forget about this one...

But along with the freakiness, there is breathtaking beauty.  Like this:

or this,

But don't get too excited.  Because you cannot, under any circumstance; you cannot buy this one.