The Lilies-of-the-Nile are being impish again. I was going to remark that as much as I adore their purple spheres of bloom, this bud stage is when I love them best—but I see I already said that, a year ago. I really am repeating myself; I see too that I posted an agapanthus bud exactly one year ago today. Impish they may be, but they are punctual little fellows!
Cheered by Crows
Sixteen Years Later
All Dem Leaves
“Sometimes I think p’raps I’m a bird”: Naturalists in Literature