I’ve been waiting all spring for these to bloom. We’ve got about 2 dozen more getting ready to bloom. These are all originally from my mom’s house (Inez Watts) in Octagon, Alabama. Ann and I dug them over the course of several years after we moved into our house here in Birmingham, and have watched hopefully for them to bloom each year. Last year was the first year they bloomed. That was a year where I really needed them to bloom, too. I feel a little closer to Mama just looking at them.
Every day for the last week, I’ve gone out to count them and peek carefully to see if they were blooming. Last night just before dark, I took a look and nothing. This morning, this one and one more were looking beautiful.