January - what a month. Laughter to tears and everything in between.
I took this picture early this morning. It is the flower of a plant that we affectionately refer to as THE FIRE LILY - the only survivor from our apartment fire back in 89(?). We lost a cat and most of our personal possessions in that one. I remember Mary digging through the ashes and uncovering this charred little bulb, saving it and planting it once we got a new place. The FIRE LILY has bloomed every year since and this year the blooms were spectacular!
This plant reminds me that (insert favorite analogy or cliche here)...you get the idea.
1 comment:
awww.. I like that story of the Firelilly.
I hope February is better month.
xoxoxoxo
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