A humidifier wafts mist below the focus of everyone’s attention: a long-awaited debut into Sydney society, the vomit-smelling, rotting-flesh imitating “corpseflower” is blooming.
“Awww” could be heard across the Herald office as we attentively watched the rare corpseflower bloom in front of its growing crowd of fans. Ailsa Piper, a Sydney writer, was at the nearby Art ...
The corpseflower at the Royal Sydney Botanic Garden—nicknamed Putricia, a combination of putrid and Patricia—is drawing an enormous crowd. People are waiting three hours to see her bloom and ...