One of our surviving calla lilies doing its thing.I should tell you that I have a certain philosophy about gardening. I plant it. If it grows, great. If it doesn't, I figure it wasn't meant to be. I only really fuss about the garden vegetables. And probably not enough. I think it was Billy Joel who said, "I don't want to work that hard. Whoa-ooo-whoa-whoa-whoa." Yeah, that's it.
Some neighbors down at the bottom of the hill have gorgeous calla lilies every year full of blooms. I noticed this year that they actually dig up the bulbs in the fall and re-plant them in the spring. They over-winter in some protected place. And I'll bet those people fertilize them like crazy.
So, all this is to say that we get a few calla lilies and they're nice. We could have more if we really wanted to work that hard.
OK. I get to be the first to say it: "“The calla lilies are in bloom again. Such a strange flower—suitable for every occasion. I carried them on my wedding day, and now I place them here in memory of something that has died.”
ReplyDeleteWe have similar philosophies, Walt. I'm also a very big fan of volunteers (plants, that is). I figure if they grow voluntarily, they must be in just the right spot.
ReplyDeleteDamn, Mitch, you beat me to it! Whenever calla lillies come up (heh, heh) I think of that line from Stage Door.
ReplyDeleteI saw a bunch of lillies on sale at our local market and couldn't figure out why they suddenly had so many. Then Robb reminded me...Easter was just a few days away.
ReplyDeletemitch, the envelope, please!
ReplyDeletechris, totally.
john, you gotta be quick around here.
starman, well, there you go!