67:365 Heartbreak . . .

I see the strangest things on the way to work. Someone tossed this in the trash, this beautiful orchid - just starting to fade. A lover betrayed? A job lost? A moment of anger? A loss of nerve? Or someone who thought it was . . . disposable? It doesn't look like any of the orchids I have. I think it was a cattleya. I nearly rescued it.