As the bud got heavier, the angle of the dangle went from up to down. You should know that sometimes the bud falls off–OOF.
So it’s looking a little precarious. I’ll need to support it. Wheels are turning.
To heighten the tension, due to circumstances beyond my control I may not be here when she blows and miss the Grand Finale. We cannot have this.
GROW BABY GROW! You’re on the clock.
I remain hopeful.
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uppervalleygirl 
Put another stool under the flower.
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Ha ha, I don’t have anything that photogenic. Hence “wheels are turning”! Fishing line to ceiling? TBD!
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Eek! Would feeding it encourage it to bloom sooner?
How did you come to possess this rare and wondrous plant?
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