Dyckia fosteriana

This two plants are brothers
These two are cultivated Dyckia fosterianas from seeds of the very same collect
plant. The green one is more than extremely rare is an only one. It is this way. This scales were not washed away by rain nor hosing. In fact it never takes any rain.
It is not shadowed as well.

Dyckia fosteriana
No, this is not any hybrid! No, this is not collected! Yes, this is Dyckia fosteriana!
Where this came from?
This came from a plastic box! This is one amid hundred of other Dyckia fosteriana seedlings.
The parent plant , fosterianas are self fertile, is a deeply silvered one. In fact a
plant collected in Sengés, Paraná . Plants from this area are notorious silver to an extreme point.
So what is going on here?
Nothing strange to Dyckias! Dyckias are not a plant like the others!
They are very old plants it seems their time is over and it seems they know it.
They did anything in order to survive to all the changes in their environment for millions of years. Now they use those cards on the sleeves, kind of last play.

The silver scales help to protect the plant against the scorching sun. They reflect the sun and this way helping to prevent the plant from burning.
In habitat there is a struggle with other plants that produce shadow. Dyckias are sun lovers, extreme sun lovers. Maybe this is the way the species found the get enough sun rays.
In our eyes this a a mutation or a deformity or... Fact is we use to be observers of the obvious. We observe what really is there, present, visible. We should observe what is not there, hints, traces, tiny pieces long ago lost. Archaeologist of the living... living creatures are messages from the past.
We must open wide eyes and minds and really built science and education.
These are endless constructions.They are never over, they are ever new, renewed, new faced, deeper, better, fairer, much more trustable... but this has a price we all must pay
We must open not only our eyes wide open we must open wide our minds too.
Children must be taught to think, to argue constantly.
Ah, let us make questions:
Why this is it? Why this way? Why not the opposite? Why not the contrary?
Why are they telling so? What is this good for? Who is gaining from this?
Why not to dare? Why just accept as fact?
This world, this Universe is constantly changing, nothing is forever done. This construction never ceases, never over.
If my generation( I was born in 1954) was used to ask, to argue many, many, of our beloved ones were alive ( children, spouses, brothers and sisters, friends...)
If we accept, if we take for granted everything, if we teach our children how to swallow as final and true we will continue to die from cancer and many other infamies that should be present only in our nightmares.
A scientist, a Scientist, a SCIENTIST ought have eyes and minds wide opened.
We won´t reach the skies by bicycling....

Ah, isn´t this one here down beautiful?
Now that you know, isn´t it/
Yes, it is!