Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The freesias are late this year, at least compared to last year, which is the only data point available. And only the yellow ones came back.
The ways of bulbs are mysterious to me and I am sure there is something I should be doing to keep them from slowly declining. But somehow the lack of care increases the sense of wonder and surprise when they do manage to bloom. And I am in awe of freesias, which hardly seem to belong to earth, they are so intimate with light.
Regardless of how they got here, these sunny blossoms are a haiku-worthy wonder.
Yellow freesias shine,
Gold candles of light arrayed
Update 4/12/10: Improved version by person recovering from a cold, not coming down with a cold:
Golden freesias shine,
Glowing cups of light arrayed
Also a better photo has been substituted; one which shows how the blossoms are arranged on the stalks and how they seem to be a source of light.
Last year the pink freesia appeared first, around March 21, while the plum trees were still spilling petals everywhere.