In the theater, when it’s time for a character to make their entrance to the stage, someone may push them out in front of the audience saying, “You’re on!”

Someone said that to my lilies this week: “You’re on!”

Two of my three varieties of daylilies are blooming now. You see one in the first picture that’s planted in the bed on the south side of the house. I have these yellow beauties in several other spots that haven’t started to open yet. It’s probably because they don’t get as much sun as this one does.

The Easter lilies are the leading ladies right now. Easter Sunday has passed for both Orthodox and the rest of us Christians, but it’s still technically the Eastertide season on the Church calendar. So they’re not late for their entrance.

My mother gave me three crinum bulbs several decades ago. They struggled because I never planted them in good spots and moved them several times. Evidently, they don’t like to be moved. My final surviving crinum bulb was determined not to die like the others, although I left it for dead in a bucket of broken concrete pavers. It survived two years with no soil, because I couldn’t decide where to replant it. It never lost all its foliage.

A couple of weeks ago I noticed a bud on it. It hasn’t bloomed in years. So, as I was planting some new shrubs, I finally stuck it in the ground. I hope this will be its forever home. The blooms are usually on tall thick stalks, so these blossoms are atypically close to the ground. It seems determined to live.

Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. -Luke 12:27 

Ok, let’s go more quickly through the last photos today.

I’ve finally planted some shrubs I bought in March. In the shot above with the crinum on the right, you see a phantom hydrangea on the left. It already has buds for summer’s white blooms.

This is a new pink camellia tucked between two pink early azaleas. It’s named High Fragrance, so I’ve made it easily accessible to enjoy its beautiful scent.

Last, you can see some healthy cast iron plants growing at the edge of the fence in the shade of one of our oak trees. I didn’t plant these. They are escapees from my neighbor’s garden next door. We’ve swapped many plants through the years, intentionally and unintentionally.

I’m slowly moving these (botanical name aspidistra) to encircle the oak tree. It will free up the space so my dog will have an unhindered run by the fence line. Right now, he has to detour around them. This isn’t a high priority, so I’m taking my time, but I’ll show you the finished product around the tree some other time.

Sorry this is so long today. I was just kind of going with my stream of thought and got carried away. I’ll do better next week.

Shalom, Dottie

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