My father had a Hoya plant that originally came from my maternal grandmother. She passed away in 1963 and my maternal grandfather in 1967. At one point during that time period we acquired the original plant. My sister told me she had it at one point but, admits she doesn’t have a green thumb so gave it back to my parents. For years it sat on a fern stand in the dining room near a window that received southern exposure sun. Several times I took cuttings from it and they would survive for a little while but, I never could keep them growing. Shortly after my father passed away in 2012 while home to go through the arduous process of sorting through a lifetime of living, the Hoya plant was still there, not as healthy as it had been in its hey day, but surviving. I decided to take several cuttings and hoped perhaps this time I would have some success. We moved to Florida in 2014 and placed it outside. I knew the plant produced beautiful white star shaped flowers because it has had a few blossoms since we moved here. This spring I began to notice multiple buds forming on the end of each long tendril of leaves. It has never produced so many flowers and I am thrilled to finally have this beautiful plant at its peak to remind me of my grandmother and my father.
Since the theme for this week is underneath, the only way you really can enjoy the beauty of the flower is to look at its underside. I don’t have it hanging but, setting on a table. Took some gymnastic moves on my part to get the photo.