I have always loved Lilies.
Don’t really know why.
There is no great “Lily memory”
Or “Lily moment”
That comes to mind.
But, since I have become a gardener
I have always had Lilies.
It likely began when Elliott’s friend David’s mother Esther
Gave me a start of Tiger Lilies.
The tall stately orange Lily with deep brown spots.
Unfortunately they were a bit invasive for my space
So I left them behind in my old garden.
I did however bring a Daylily of Esther’s
That has filled a space between my house
And Torry next door.
It too seems to spread beyond
The space I am willing to give it.
But it’s a great bit of mid summer orange
That we both enjoy.
Walking through my garden this week
I’ve realized how many different kinds of Lilies
Have come to call this place home.
Most of these like some shade during the day
So they are dotted throughout my garden
Enjoying the part sun, part shade it offers.
Perhaps the best known is the Daylily.
My season begins with the miniature Stella d Ora.
It allegedly re-blooms but this year I was slow
In deadheading it so the second round of buds
Are just beginning to show.
And let’s be clear about this re-blooming thing.
No matter what the plant
No matter what the promise
The second round of blooms
Is always much less of a show
Than the first…at least at my house.
Other Daylilies have been given to me
By my friend Madeline
When she over-bought on a trip down south.
Imagine that !!!
Daylilies are just that.
Each bloom lasts a day
But the stems of mature plants
Have lots of buds
Giving weeks of dotted bloom.
Moving a little deeper into the shade
I find Calla Lilies.
Not really supposed to be perennial here in zone 7B
But I chance it
And they reward me well.
They are well protected from winter
Since they are buried deep in my garden
Nested under trees.
Then there are the show offs.
They are tall
Most don’t return the next year
At my house.
They aren’t too expensive
So I plant a few each fall.
Hoping to some day find the one variety
That wants to move here
On a permanent basis.
It gives me weeks of Lily pleasure
In mid summer.
It’s good for my garden.
Good for the earth.
Good for the soul.
It’s just plain good!