Shy and sheltered, kept in seclusion. Waiting on the moment for the sun to shine on her. Slowly nurtured and guided with the wisdom of loving hands. A special Orchid is pruned and watered until she is ready to blossom. With petals as gentle as fine silk, but with strength of the Willow tree. Able to bend and flex in the worst of storms. A daughter is a beautiful flower, and when that flower blooms, she is a marvelous thing to behold indeed.