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This post has become an annual affair, ever since my mother had her front yard professionally landscaped, I have written about the unlikely bloom of the lilies I had planted for my mother, a Mother’s Day present, prior to the landscaper, who had demolished all of the old plants to give way to his vision. My lilies had triumphed despite his best efforts, coming back year after year, bigger and better.

This year I got another surprise, the white lilies made their first appearance, the previous two or three years, I was so excited by the yellow and burgundy lilies that I made no mention of the other lily bulbs that I had planted that one summer, this year I suppose the bulbs finally recovered from the trauma from the landscaper’s digging that they were able to show themselves. Aren’t they beautiful?