These beauties were in full bloom for Thanksgiving at my parents’ home, so unlike my Halloween bloomer, it seems they got the holiday bloom time memo and waited until the right time. Not sure they’ll hang on until Christmas, but isn’t that an apt metaphor for us all?
I love their photo-sensitive time-frame, and the reliable (or almost reliable) way they gauge the time of the year. These may have a rebloom around Easter, signaling the end of winter, which is much happier than the start. Their color is appreciated at any time of the year, but it’s especially festive right now. My plants never seem to cooperate when I need them to bloom at a certain time – witness the Brugmansia that steadfastly refused to dangle its deliciously-scented trumpets during countless summer parties. I’ll try to change that with a few pots of Paperwhite Narcissus that I’ve been planting in waves to ensure blooms over a longer period of time. We shall see…
