But I've never been able to get a Moth Orchid to bloom more than once. After the flowers are gone, I put the spent plant in my dining room (a.k.a. Moth Orchid graveyard). It hangs out with the other flowering plants that sulk and refuse to bloom, like my African Violets.
They sit on a mid-20th-century painted Tole tray and look grumpy together:
Occasionally, one of the orchids will crank out little green nubbin, like Junior, here below. I get all excited, thinking at last I have a flower on the way. But no dice.
And that's the way it was: Buy a plant, wait 'til it drops all its blooms, then shove it in the dining room. Until I wandered into the room and saw this snaking up from one of the plants:
Cowabunga! A flower stalk!
With some really big, fat flower buds on it!
Unfortunately, this happened right before I went away to the mountains for a week. So I had to wait for seven days, biting my lip and hoping that the house-sitter didn't kill it or feed it to the dogs or anything. And when I finally returned, I had...