Radiance

05/03/2012

In the language of flowers Amaryllis means both ‘radiant beauty’ and ‘pride’.  The radiant beauty is easy to spot; these are not shy retiring little petals, but big shouty extraordinary blooms.  But the pride? I think I’ve worked it out.  You see my three amaryllis have started to get competitive.

No sooner had I finished sharing the scarlet splash of my Rapido, than Blossom Peacock snuck skywards while my back was turned, and I opened the curtains one morning to find a delicious candy stripped floral explosion on the windowsill.  

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I’m completely fickle I know, but I think this is my new favourite.  It’s just such a lovely mixture of the punchy dark pink, crisp white, and that beautiful feathering on the petals, each vein picked out in a slightly different shade.

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And then right at the centre, a hint of pale lime green.

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On a sunny day, we wake up to the light streaming through the petals, and on a grey rainy day like yesterday, they brought a smile to my face as I opened the curtains.

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But do you see the tall centre stem, still in a bud, still tightly curled?  Yes, that one.  Two days later…

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It wasn’t going to be left behind.  This is ‘the big white one’, otherwise known as Hippeastrum ‘I’ve lost the label and can’t remember the name’.

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It’s beauty is more in the architecture than in any fancy colours, as you saw in the earlier pictures it’s head and shoulders above the other two, a cool classical column of an amaryllis, rather than a vibrant shot of colour.

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Next to Blossom Peacock it reminds me of a school prefect, reprimanding an overexuberant junior.

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My daily sunshine, whether it’s raining or not.