Say "Lilies" and I think of Easter lilies:
pure, white, scented with heavy incense, massed around the altar.
This photo was taken of the front of the sanctuary of the Akron United Methodist Church where we served for seven years while the children were young. One year the choir got so loopy from the strong fragrance of the lilies that the next year the church was filled with orchids instead, thanks to an orchid fancier in the congregation.
Tiger lilies grew around my house when I was a child, and they grew around the sandbox at the Akron parsonage as well. Bright, bold, orange, living up to their name.
Several times I've looked through the "Garden and Gate" catalog with a gazillion varieties of lilies. Daughter Abi tells me there are Websites with exotic lilies that the true aficionados know, such as Eyeliner Lilies, white with a thin black line around the edges. Not for Easter.
The lily I finished in art class this morning is called Elodie Lily. I'm not sure the final painting is as sexy as the sketch, and it definitely didn't turn out to be shrimp pale, but it was, as I predicted, complex.
By the way, now is the time for buying and planting bulbs to have those gorgeous, infinitely varied lilies once spring comes round again.
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| Lilies and Orchids |
This photo was taken of the front of the sanctuary of the Akron United Methodist Church where we served for seven years while the children were young. One year the choir got so loopy from the strong fragrance of the lilies that the next year the church was filled with orchids instead, thanks to an orchid fancier in the congregation.
Tiger lilies grew around my house when I was a child, and they grew around the sandbox at the Akron parsonage as well. Bright, bold, orange, living up to their name.
Several times I've looked through the "Garden and Gate" catalog with a gazillion varieties of lilies. Daughter Abi tells me there are Websites with exotic lilies that the true aficionados know, such as Eyeliner Lilies, white with a thin black line around the edges. Not for Easter.
The lily I finished in art class this morning is called Elodie Lily. I'm not sure the final painting is as sexy as the sketch, and it definitely didn't turn out to be shrimp pale, but it was, as I predicted, complex.
By the way, now is the time for buying and planting bulbs to have those gorgeous, infinitely varied lilies once spring comes round again.
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| Elodie Lily |