It has a sweet fragrance, nothing to compare with brugs and jungle cactus.
It was kind of spooky, 'way out there. Buffy stayed near the house. Even the cat didn't offer to go with me.
I see little purpose in novelty flowers that bloom in the night far from the house.
I went back this morning in daylight. The sun was already up and the blossom had closed.
Back near the house entrance last night there were many fragrant and welcoming blooms. These are sweet.
By the time I was up and had coffee, the cactus blooms were already starting to droop and close.
Early sunlight caught the beauty of Brugs. I cut some scrub oak limbs to use as props to get the leaning brug limbs off the driveway enough for the car to pass by without touching.
There should be one last hurrah of night blooming cactus blooms after I bring the ungainly plants in for the winter. There are already blooms on Brug cuttings in the greenhouse.