Every year this plant bursts into bloom just before Christmas. I have owned it for many years. Perhaps you can see from the picture that it lives in an old bucket, not a fancy flower pot. Every spring I put it out into the back yard and neglect it for many months. It is the last plant to be watered because I rationalize that it is a succulent after all and it doesn’t need that much water. I leave it out until the last minute and it responds well to a slight frost, forming the tiny pink buds that soon burst into these spectacular blooms. I would be very sorry if anything were to happen to this plant. It has some gnarled, ungainly stems but the sight of those elaborate blooms all over the plant lifts my spirits. It’s like an old, homely friend that has a flash of true beauty just when you need it. Just when I need it.