The first year I "adopted" her from a friend and brought her back to a really healthy state, Cereus put out a number of blooms that opened like a slow animation as the evening went on. As the blossoms opened and lifted, the entire plant seemed to quiver with effort and anticipation.
She wanted a moth!
She needed that moth!!!
"Honey," I said, "I've had moments when I felt the exact same way!" and I carried the Cereus, pot and all, out into the free night where the moths flew.
A gal has just got to have her chance, you know?