From “Lilies” in Green Thoughts: A Writer in the Garden by Eleanor Perenyi:
“There is a school that claims to detest the scent of lilies: โlike a funeralโ is the phrase. Personally, I donโt associate lilies with funerals, but if I did, what a way to go! No flower perfume is too strong for me. The stupendous lily bouquets that stand on our grand piano during July and August send an essence up the back stairs that finds its way into my bedroom and my dreams at night, and I am sorry for those whose senses donโt allow them to enjoy this pleasure.”
From Upstream by Mary Oliver:
“Understand from the first this certainty. Butterflies donโt write books, neither do lilies…. Which doesnโt mean they donโt know, in their own way, what they are. That they donโt know they are alive — that they donโt feel, that action upon which all consciousness sits, lightly or heavily. Humility is the prize of the leaf-world….”
Hello!
This is the seventh of ten posts in my “Lilies on Black Backgrounds” series. Like the sixth post, this one features photos taken in a section of Oakland Cemetery’s gardens with a large batch of saturated-pink and salmon-colored blooms, many of them manifesting most-excellent form.
The previous posts in this series are:
Lilies on Black Backgrounds: A Photo Project (1 of 10)
Lilies on Black Backgrounds (2 of 10)
Lilies on Black Backgrounds (3 of 10)
Lilies on Black Backgrounds (4 of 10)
Lilies on Black Backgrounds (5 of 10)
Lilies on Black Backgrounds (6 of 10)
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