“…….flowers often appear after a period of drought interrupted by rain.”
I love this quote from the care instructions that came with my Swamp Rain Lily bulbs. It reads more like a motivational sentiment from a book of inspiration than a plant description!
Sometimes all we need is a little “rain” to bring us out of one of life’s little droughts.
My Swamp Lilies truly teach a lesson of survival and resilience . The pot full of long slender leaves has sat patiently through hot dry summer days the past month and after just a few cloudy, drizzly days last week sent up the most beautiful milky white flowers with their bright yellow centers.
The Swamp Rain Lily was introduced from Argentina and Uruguay in 1822. I received mine years ago as a surprise gift from my sister. She purchased them at an heirloom plant sale at Monticello, Thomas Jefferson’s home in Charlottesville, Virginia. It seems Jefferson was also fond of their beauty and tenacity.
I’m writing today after a rather long creative drought during which time my love of nature was sorely tested. Losing bird nests to marauding black snakes, observing disturbing behavior of various predators and scavengers in the yard and spending time in the emergency room after having been bitten by hungry insects and arachnids makes one want to do nothing other than sequester one’s self indoors, under a ceiling fan with a good book. And so I did!
The “rain” that broke my drought came on butterfly wings. Just when I’d sadly given up seeing a Monarch butterfly this year, I watched one sail into my milkweed patch and leave precious eggs on the leaves.