The more time I spend in the two-story greenhouse at Second Job, the more I want one of my own. But I don't want to do the work; I have quite enough work at home outdoors.
I remember Phaelenopsis (however it's spelled!) and Cymbidium for my days as the niece of a florist.
But these guys? I have no idea. They look more like insects than flowers.
The color of the pot is not as much of a match for the dark red of the flowers as it seems through the camera.