Anthurium

A huge vase of scarlet anthuria and poinsettias, arranged with ferns, stood in the center.

He can already smell the anthuria and imagine the confetti of butterfly wings on his cheeks.

The first thing I see is a sympathy bouquet from the Dean of New College—white roses, anthuria and orchids in a crystal vase next to the sink.

They gather the bouquets — pink gingers, yellow tiger lilies and white anthuriums they cut from the garden in the hills — and she follow him to a grave with a shiny new headstone.