Reds, Whites and Picotee

This title seems like the post will be about wines.

Instead it is the last post about my many amaryllis blooms.

Long ago Red Lion was one of only a few choices.

There were whites without names.

Now there are dozens of hybrids to choose from.

Picotee has the quiet beauty that compliments the reds and the whites at our small pond.

This is another favorite of mine. It deserves a closer look.

The reds and whites are my oldest amaryllis. Not showy, but steadfast.

Picotee is a new addition to the collection.

Picotee Amaryllis


My Red Ferrari

I thought I would splurge on myself this year.

So when I saw it, I knew I should have it.

That sparkle! That racy red!

It has gotten some dust on it.

No matter.

It is just what I need to keep me facing forward.

Rushing fast to a brighter future and ignoring the rearview.

The petal

Happy Holidays.


Garden Clowns

I love big, bright, blooming Amaryllis inside during the winter, but they seem comical outside in spring.

These poor Beauty Queens did not ask to be hybridized into showy giants.

‘Monte Carlo’ Amaryllis

They would probably rather be tall, ugly weeds than painted, potted flowers.

But they did not get to make the choice of whether to be wild or tame.

‘Charisma’ Amaryllis

So here they are, comically colorful clowns in the garden.

Too big and too bright to be taken seriously.

‘Minerva’ Amaryllis

Just as man intended, not as nature recommended.

‘Half-and-Half’ Amaryllis

Manipulated for man’s enjoyment.

I am and will continue to be a tall, ugly weed.

(‘Identity’ poem by Julio Naboa Polanco)



Stay safe, Stay Home, Wear a Mask (even if you are a man)

Amaryllis Outside

I hope you did not toss that big bulb that bloomed over the holidays.

Here in the south, we can grow them in the garden.

I try several new varieties each Christmas.

Some have disappeared over the years.

I have wondered whether they were eaten or rotted.

I have found a solution that works for either problem.

I call it a “Rock Nest.”


Here I have used some lava rock. You can use any rocks or broken pots or bricks.

The point is to surround the bulb with material to help with drainage

and to protect it from digging critters that snack on our bulbs,

I also amend the soil because we have quite a bit of red clay here.

Be sure to mark your bulbs.


Also, take note of the height. Pink Surprise is tall and goes in the back of the bed.


Moon Scene was short so it goes in the front.


They like sun and warmth.

Don’t toss that bulb! Plant it outside.



Winter Survival Tips

I am having to pull out all the stops on this blah day.

The rain shows no signs of stopping.

I must stay inside. I must stay up.

I will be staying near my giant blooms of ‘Pink Surprise.’


I will be drinking coffee out of my Barley cup.


I will be writing book reviews on gardening books.

I will thinking about spring.


That’s how a flower survives winter.



Appreciating the Amaryllis

Everyone needs a flower in their future.

I try two new varieties of Amaryllis/Hippeastrum every winter.

These bulbs get put in the garden every spring to produce many more blooms for years to come.

But for now, I need a flower when it’s cold and my garden in brown.

‘Pink Surprise’ Amaryllis

I need a flower when the gray skies make me blue.

I need a flower in January.

No other bloom will do.

I appreciate the giant, gorgeous blooms of the Amaryllis.

Glowing in the window like my own little sun.

Reminding me that winter will end and spring will come.


Amaryllis in April?

I know that April is late for an indoor Amaryllis.

Amaryllis ‘Benfica’

‘Benfica’ has put up its THIRD stalk of blooms.

I am usually pleased to see a second stalk, this is my first for a third.


I hope it does this well out in the garden.



The Amaryllis Dance

A single stem florescence must maintain balance.

It does this by dancing very slowly around the stem.

Symmetry must be maintained as the flowers bloom.

The round dance is called circumnutation.

I have been watching my Benfica Amaryllis dance this week.

There is an odd number of blooms.

The last one to open is days behind the others and smaller.

I have observed this last bud slowly spinning above its sisters.

It has finally settled down close to the oldest bloom which is beginning to wither.

Taking up the space that is being vacated.

Timing and balance.

We can learn from our green relatives if we pay close attention.