Day 48: What parent can honestly say that they do not sometimes favor one child over another? When one is so much more brilliant or of a better disposition, more comely or affectionate, it is impossible not to have a conscious degree of preference even though it may not be outwardly shown. Fortunately, among my Zygocacti, there is no sibling rivalry, for I am compelled to admit that the yellow is the delight of my eye, even putting the flamboyant picotee to shame. Picotee is the "show-off" of the family, shouting "Look at me!" in its fancy dress. Yellow is simply the epitome of grace and beauty, exerting the quiet dominance of an elegant lady making her entrance at a formal ball.
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