I know that surprise lilies, lycoris squamigera for you Latin fans,
are the blush pink lilies that rise suddenly from the earth,
one reason they are also called resurrection lilies or magic lilies.
When I was a kid, they were known as naked ladies;
I guess because they spring up sans leaves.
I found this photo on the blog In my Kitchen Garden.
This 2009 farmgirlfare.com photo has rustic charm:
Lovely, but these are not the surprise lilies I am talking about today.
I'm talking about orange daylilies
that I dug up from my parents' front yard two summers ago.
The orange field daylilies alway bloomed along the roadsides
in Missouri where my parents lived.
And there were many times
that I would stop the car on my way to see my mom
and pick her a bouquet of orange daylilies.
And one of my favorite memories of my dad
is how he would pick huge bouquets of daylilies and other wildflowers
and come walking up the lane to our house
while holding the bouquet behind his back so he could surprise my mom.
Here's an image of a daylily-wildflower bouquet
from canoecorner.blogspot.com by Margurerite, no last name:
The two daylilies I dug from my parents' house
were the opposite of the magic lilies, for the orange lilies
had leaves but no stems or flowers.
I figured they would probably never bloom.
And then yesterday, I rounded the corner of my house
and there was the most perfect orange daylily blossom I've ever seen.
Here's the photo I took with my phone:
It's only one flower stalk, but it's a start.
This spring I noticed the original daylilies from my parents
have formed a few "new" plants.
Where there is life, there is hope.
And sometimes a surprise of daylilies.