White Phalaenopsis Revisited

After the dire warnings from the weather men last night, I expected to throw open my bedroom curtains and see Polar Bears wandering down the street. Instead I woke to a bright, sunny, crisp Sunday. Okay, there are still signs of a light frost on the roof next door and on some grass tussocks, but nothing like the amount I was expecting.
My white phalaenopsis is still flowering its little heart out for me, I'm pleased to say!