The arrival of Ani

Almost a year ago, I wrote the following words about a lily named ‘Anastasia’:

“I could have lain below these blooms for hours, the perfection of their form so mesmerizing, their scent so intoxicating. A Siren on a stem, but without the rocky shore.”


Today, she bloomed in my garden. I’m not sure I’ve ever been so eager for an arrival as I was for dear Ani. Even barely opened, she is breathtaking in her sheer perfection.

Published by Christopher Tidrick

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