Good morning again, my friends. I've returned with a throwback from this time last year, after I branched out and acquired my first sacred cactus, a gift from a friend and his father who had looked after and tended for the motherplant for decades.
This is a rare full (90% complete) photo of the plant with three pups that I post updates of regularly. These days this guy is my 6th tallest plant, sitting just about four feet tall with its pups being just about half its size in this picture. It's been a beautiful experience to watch them grow so quickly. My friend said he wasn't sure on an exact ID beyond telling me it was a cut of T. Peruvianus.
My understanding is that my friends father experienced a San Pedro ceremony utilizing his own plants, specifically this one. While I don't personally consume my plants, or recommend anyone else do anything similar without exhaustive and respectful research I can't help but get lost thinking about cacti clones giving us a chance to keep more than the aesthetic of a plant alive through cultivation but also the bond it had with those who grew it, lived with it, and consumed it; much less the culture that revered it.
When we're talking about genetics that can be traced back to specific regions, customs, and traditions dating back thousands of years it simply blows my mind to think about all that cactus has watched over, and how many lives its touched throughout its cultivation, be it with its beauty and physical majesty, or through less tangible but equally influential means of interaction.