When I was in Thailand I visited a couple of orchid farms and can’t recall quite which orchid farm this was taken in but it was just one of literally thousands of blooms. My father used to grow orchids and was always excited when he got one or two blooms. I’m really not sure how he would have felt if he had seen the orchid farm. He would have absolutely loved the orchids; but having seen vines 10 feet high festooned with flowers, could have gone back to struggling in his greenhouse?
Maybe sometimes one can get too much of a good thing.