last Saturday walking the trails of the metropark this old daffodil was blooming. at some point there was probably an old farm there. now the only trace is some old daffodils and regrowth woods. today walking around our yard which goes back to the later 1920′s i looked across the fence. let’s just say it was something like deja vu all over again. that house is supposed to be one of the first on our street. i think it has old daffs too. metropark daff…
these next two pics are the daffs next door. i don’t remember ever noticing these before. of course there are a bunch of daffs on this side of the fence. they are just slightly newer. slightly. can i say daffoflage, like spring camouflage ?
this past weekend we made it down to the metropark. it was sunny and brisk. the bloodroot that i looked for three weeks ago was finally blooming. a single glorious flower cloaked by a single leaf. the bloodroot has something in common with daylilies too. the petal count can be variable, anywhere from 8 to 12 petals. dare i go with just the bloodroot ? i dare… after all this plant dares to get by with a single leaf.
playing what if is a frequent game. sometimes it is two pictures like last night. sometimes it is picking a flower and looking at what other crosses have been made and looking at the results. and then imagining alternate and perhaps somewhat similar results. sometimes i go to one or another daylily database and look up a flower. then i look up the children that flower has produced. off to www.daylilydb.com or daylilydatabase.org and plug in a name, like Radiant Moonbeam. then i look at the colors, the shapes, the flower size, the plant height, and the branching and bud count. and wonder what might be. other times i walk into the summer garden and work closer to the subject… Radiant Moonbeam – there is something to be said for the outdoor version of the game..
this is the sibling to yesterday’s seedling. likewise unflagged and most likely headed for oblivion. basically the same situation. at this point the die is pretty much cast. all that can be done is to play what if games and perhaps come at the next situation a bit more versed in the game. here is the sibling and a side by side comparison of the two. as always choices must be made. if these were chosen something else would have to give.
chances are this flower was never flagged. since this is its moving year there is a good chance it may not be seen again. That does not mean i cannot learn from it. the first lesson is to always carry the flagging tape. and marker, carry that too. an unlabeled flag is little better than no flag at all. it cannot be linked back to an image nor can it make one blank flag anymore important than another blank flag. more information is always a foundation for a more informed decision. still i can speculate on the possible parents of a seedling. this one makes me think Old King Cole was one of the parents. don’t get me wrong. i am not my own dial a psychic friend. this is still an informed guess. and certainly not sure answers. however any bit of understanding is more than we started with. and a bit of a step in the right direction.
and like the song, we don’t know what we got till its gone. today is a day for prayers. both for the blessings and for relief from the plagues. the blessings for the rebirth of spring, for spiritual redemption and renewal across many cultures and faiths. it is a time of observance at so many levels. and at the same time it is a time of plague. slavery still exists, whether at sea on fishing vessels or working at minimum wage jobs where companies are not satisfied with profits and engage in wage theft. or where other companies think nothing of jumping from one city, state, country, or to another corner of the globe leaving economic devastation in their wake and abandoning the employees and communities that were often called their greatest asset. at least until those few extra pennies changed the score. the plague of countries that claim to have immigration policies that are in fact tired old laws that do not work. and both sides the countries of the emigres and immigrants are content to let the conditions political, financial, and religious that drive this suffering continue. or the plague depleting the latest fisheries in the hope a new one will be found when the old one crashes. just because the sight of empty fishing boats is not as horrific a sight as the genocide of the buffalo hunts. the carnage that takes place beneath the waves is no less obscene. and the plague of our indifference to the assaults we make on climate. we have no care for the number of rivers we drain before they reach the sea. nor the number of cities we push to the brink of uninhabitable because of carbon pollution. nor do we worry the science of both glaciers and drought. we know that once great portions of the earth were covered with ice and at other times arid regions were so dry that all life fled. abandoned cliff dwellings and the land that was once a great forest and is now the Sahara desert stand testament to this. what we do not know is far reaching effects on the surrounding lands and cultures nor the time periods of the arid cycles. the recent terrible droughts of the southern portion of north america hint at the possibilities of what might have happened. and time and weather have reclaimed the devastation. all except for the cliff dwellings. what vanity makes us think it might never happen again ? and lastly the plague of hate where one person’s gender and another person’s culture, religion, nationality, race, culture, or sexual orientation is beaten down. and the actions that follow this hate take away any claim to moral ground. they are simply nothing more than murder, rape and other vile crimes against our fellow humans. there are many plagues. there are many blessings of progress and hope. so while the particular day is perhaps not unique in our need for prayer, to give thanks for blessings, hope, progress, and human kindness. and prayer to be freed from hate, greed, and ignorance. pray that we do not forget what we have that is good before it is gone. and pray that we set aside what is hate before it grows.