Over the past few days, I’ve been eagerly awaiting the unfolding of the amaryllis’s first bud. Throughout these dreary winter days, Miss Amaryllis has been a source of inspiration and wonder and awe. Here she is this morning by the window, the first of her sumptuous raiments finally revealed in their incomparable glory.
Consider the lilies of the field, they toil not, neither do they spin. And yet Solomon in all his glory, was not arrayed like one of these. –Matthew 6:28
The winter aspect of the back garden is normally bereft of bright colour, and relieved only by the cheering pale yellow of hazel catkins, blooming bravely in the bitter cold. Yesterday’s grey clouds made the outlook even more dreary. But the unfolding of the amaryllis’s first bud made up for such a gloomy view outdoors.
The unfolding of the amaryllis yesterday.
And here are more views of today’s glory!
Therefore …do not be anxious about your life…. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? — Matthew 6:25.