Each blossom opens at dusk, blooms for only one night, and then withers as the sun rises. They generally produce enough blossoms to go night by night for most of the summer, well into late August. When properly pollinated, they produce bright red fruit, somewhere in size between a golf and a tennis ball.
Witness: fruit from a previous year.
As I stood there admiring the cool evening ambiance and lovely scenery of my garden, my neighbor Mercedes appeared at her front gate and we chatted. Well, we sort of chatted. Our conversations are generally along the lines of making benevolent statements to one another and smiling a lot. Her English is about equivalent to my Spanish. She is the matriarch of their household, which includes everything from a relatively small, cute baby (her granddaughter), to a handsome Marine (her son) who is now attending the Police Academy. On more than one occasion, she has shown up at my doorstep, smiling, with a plate full of carne asada or chile rellenos for me.
I picked a flower and gave it to her, and then there was one left.