Once upon a time in the murky, distant past, I developed a yen for a yellow Xmas/Thanksgiving cactus.  I saw pictures of some on FaceBook and thought they were spectacular.  I had one that was white with fuchsia edges, already.

A neighbor of my mother had put her collection of Schlumbergeri out by the elevator on their floor and she had a yellow one blooming.  I stole a pinch.  Then, I told her I’d done it and she told me I was welcome to as many cuttings as I wanted.

As I waited for it to grow, I decided to hit up Home Depot to see if they had any yellow ones after Xmas.  Just in case the cutting didn’t thrive.  And there was a pot of light colored buds.  “Ah ha!” thinks I.  “A yellow one. Waiting for me!”  I brought it home and all the buds fell off.

So, I waited.  And in the Fall, the fuchsia one bloomed.  And the pinched one got unexpected buds!! And the “yellow” one did, too.

But, the pinched one had dark buds.  Apparently, there were 2 plants in that pot and I got the wrong one.

“Yellow” turned out to be peach.

It’s still attractive and I do like it. But, it’s not yellow.

And the pinched one is a lovely red.

Again, it’s lovely. But, still not what I was aiming for.

Last Spring, visiting my mother, again, the yellow one was blooming. I took a pinch that had a freakin’ flower on it.

Now, I have this.

Addendum:

It took 13 days longer to bloom.

I’m delighted.