Sometime back I had gone to my aunt's to get some amaryllis bulbs. Only a few of the plants were still blooming. The show had almost come to an end! But I'm glad I got an opportunity to capture these blooming beauties.
This one is from the Himalayan foothills--the mountainous state of Sikkim. I was told that it will bloom again in November.
A page from a 1997 magazine I had preserved has this to say about planting amaryllis bulbs------
After the flowering season in April and May, cut the leaves off and take out the bulbs from the soil and dry them in a shady place. When the spikes start to appear on the bulbs, put them in the soil and start watering and manuring them. If the bulbs are not lifted from the ground and 'rested', the plant will only produce leaves, not flowers.
As we were digging out the bulbs, I 'sensed' something at the back. I quickly turned and clicked. Why, it was Mr. Flamboyant himself!! That orange on a lizard is something that I hadn't seen for a long, long time! It was worth going all the way to my aunt's place and getting the amaryllis bulbs, after all!
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him. Gerard Manley Hopkins
The first flowering shrub I planted on our land
Every flower is a soul blooming in Nature.-Gerard De Nerval
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself? -Henry David Thoreau