This was a somewhat similar tubular variety of flower, but these were more bulbous and bunched together. I had the distinct impression that I should hold it up to Amy´s face and squeeze the little bulb, just to see what shot out at her. But then reason gained the upper hand, I remembered all of the movies where jungle plants carried poison that would paralyze unsuspecting tourists, and I decided I should probably not.
This was Bentz´s favorite. It looked something like a fruit, crossed between an apple and a pear, when hanging on a tree, but then it would open up its fleshy sides like a flower and show its ribbed interior.
Awesome hanging red flowers. Not much else to say, other than it is so amazing to see the unique non-intuitive niches that the many and varied plants must carve out in order to survive.
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