Amaryllises are exquisitely sensitive to where the light is strongest, and especially when they are in full bloom, they will reach within hours in that direction. Sometimes, where they lean to seems counterintuitive at first glance: I have one spot where they’ll go for the white wall rather than the window at certain times of the day. They perceive what I cannot.
Thank you, Mom and Dad, for the brown clumps of possibilities and promises, and look at these now (with more on the way up!) And thank you, most of all, for teaching me in my life to perceive what really matters and to reach for that which brings in the light.
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I just love your Amaryllis pictures. Thanks for sharing them with us. Next year I am getting myself some!
Comment by Lisa 03.03.08 @ 6:18 amBeautiful metaphor, Alison. Something for me to ponder today, when I needed that input.
Thank you :-}
Beautiful…I wonder if they would grow for me? Hubby and I both arent very good with plants, we both have a black thumb instead of a green one.
Have A Nice Day!!
So beautiful and so relevant for people too-instinctually reaching for what we need.
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