Ah, the arts. Music, visual arts, poetry, prose. There’s a couple others, but let’s not get carried away. For every art form, there are artists. And for every type of artist, there’s a horrid little thing called… 947 more words
Hybrid of the Stapeliad species or some people call the carrion flowers, because they smell like rotting meat, most times, attracting flies.
I wanted to post this, because the macro of the flower shows interesting cilia/hair on the edge of the flower and this hybrid actually has a sweeter smell, not the more potent rotting meat. 23 more words