The orange lily (Lilium bulbiferum) (ruskolilja) is another
plant I have been admiring recently by the concrete covers of our sewage basins.
(As we live in a sparsely populated area without public utilities we have an
on-site sewage treatment system with three basins or septic tanks and a drain
field.) Also their blossom faded before proper sunshine but I couldn’t help
shooting them every now and then because I love all sorts of lilies.
Moreover, orange lilies remind me of childhood. We had those in our garden when I was young. In those days photographing was not that commonplace but my mother used to take a photo of the birthday child on each of our anniversaries. I believe one of my pictures was taken with orange lilies that were already flowering at the time of my birthday in early June.
Moreover, orange lilies remind me of childhood. We had those in our garden when I was young. In those days photographing was not that commonplace but my mother used to take a photo of the birthday child on each of our anniversaries. I believe one of my pictures was taken with orange lilies that were already flowering at the time of my birthday in early June.
However, as much as I have breathed in the everyday beauty of the mock-orange, orange lilies and the brilliantly yellow loosestrifes (Lysimachia punctata) (tarha-alpi) our good old Jack is the one who knows how to take the most of our unromantic wastewater disposal area. When he is warming his body against one of the concrete covers or sleeping in the shade in a hole under the mock-orange the unsightly spot immediately turns into rustic romantic. Aren’t cats useful!
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