Yeah, that’s some name. Last week this wonder of the floral world had NYC in a buzz. The corpse flower as it’s often called is among the largest flowers in the plant kingdom; that alone is reason to visit any botanical garden that has one blooming, but the main attraction is not only its size but also the strong rotting flesh odor it produces.
The plant mimics the smell of rotting carrion to attract its pollinators, nocturnal insects, and the flower folds resemble flesh adding to the deception. Depending on who one asks the plant smells differently, I heard people say spoiled fish, garbage, The Detroit rive. To me it had the distinct smell of dead mice, many dead mice—a field of dead mice!
It was fun to see the curious masses especially the children’s reactions. Best of all is that it provided a welcomed distraction from the foul stench of American politics.
BTW, it does looks like the famous fictional killer plant from the movie Little Shop of Horrors…FEED ME!