Archive - Nov 12, 2006
A Sick Cyclamen
The office cyclamen has been ailing for months. We though it was iron deficiency so we treated it for that and the leaves still yellowed. I finally figured out it was probably a disease and upon microscopic observation, I thought I detected a white something (fungus?) at the base of the stem so went on online and came up with probable diagnosis. I was so struck by the little sentence below that I thought to send it to you.
Take care.
Here is the offertory sung at the end of the Remembrance Day ceremony :
The wind is rattling my door tonight, great gusts of air thrash around the stone buildings. My mind is drawn to those less fortunate.


