Orchid Club

Accidental Orchid Enthusiast

A couple of months ago, I was chatting with a patient about flowers. He started telling me about his greenhouse and all the orchids he grows—turns out, he has a ton of them. It sounded like a pretty impressive setup.

I told him I didn’t have any orchids and that they kind of intimidated me. He assured me that if I could keep tropical plants alive, I’d do just fine with orchids. Before he left, he handed me a business card and invited me to Orchid Club.

Who knew that Orchid Club was even a thing?

The next week, he dropped off a full info packet about the club at work. At that point, I felt too guilty not to go—so I went to a local plant shop, bought my first orchid, and told Robb, “Well… I guess I’m in the club now.”

On the night Orchid Club was meeting, of course we had to stay late at work. Johnny and Tobin were working with me, and I mentioned I was missing Orchid Club. They humored me (and probably made fun of me later), but they told me to go and have fun.

Orchid Club turned out to be basically Show and Tell for grown-ups and their plants. And honestly? It was pretty interesting. Some people brought really unique plants. The average age was about 70, but I like older people—and I had a great time.

So now, I am officially a member of the Lincoln Orchid Club.
I even have a nametag and everything.