|Lilium rubellum or Pink Asian Lily|
Lilium rubellum (Pink Asian Lily) is, indeed, a true lily of the family, Liliaceae. It is native to the Island of Honshu in Japan. It grows at 9,000 feet, attains height of 18 inches but may reach 30 inches in cultivation. Its name in Japanese is Himesa-yuri or Otome-yuri and means "Maiden lily". It is native to high mountain meadows on N Honshu, the main island. Though it is most plentiful where winter snow is long and deep, it tolerates other temperate climates. The blossoms are described as “deliciously fragrant trumpets, wild-rose pink and slightly re-curved."
I had actually not planned to show this drawing in today's posting, but as I thought about it, I realized that this is a Japanese lily, native to Japan. Of course, like most people, Japan, and the Japanese people are very much on my mind and in my prayers these days. So, this seemed, after reflection, to be the perfect time to share my drawing of this lovely, gentle lily with you. I pray that it may make us all even more aware of our need to find ways to help the country of Japan to recover from this terrible natural disaster. The places where this lily grows are far from the tragic effects of the tsunami, but I am sure that the upland heights where these lilies grow, like all of Japan, have felt the aftershocks of this powerful earthquake.
|Lilium rubellum using hue correction software|
Next comes my photo exhibit for today!
As you may have guessed by now, I really enjoy selecting photos and using them to tell a story -- usually a silly story, but one that amuses me. I do hope that the following episode causes you to smile at least a little! So, now let us turn to the story of Max the Tour Guide.
|Max, our tour guide, giving his opening speech|
|Max leads our group through the garden while giving us a fascinating commentary|
|At our request, Max pauses the tour to pose for a photo|
|As Max describes the beautiful sculptures, he suddenly feels the need to rest while he talks|
|As we reach the artistically placed wheelbarrow, Max feels the need of a tummy rub|
Suddenly, Max threw himself down on the ground, making it quite clear that the price for this tour had just gone up a notch. He seemed to indicate that unless someone volunteered to give him a quick tummy rub, he would simply leave us out here in the garden to find our own way back. Fortunately, one of the younger members of our group was willing to oblige.
|As the tour ends, Max mumbles something about "too much work" and collapses|
At this point, we thought that perhaps we were going to get to have our tour without having to pay for it. Alas, as we tried to open the door, we found it locked and for the first time we saw a big sign which read: "Place the exact amount of Temptations treats agreed upon into the container below. If the amount is correct, the door will unlock -- if the amount is not correct, well, you can guess the rest"
We did as we were instructed and as the last of the agreed upon 17 treats hit the bottom of the container, we heard a loud click and the door swung open to release us into freedom. Hurriedly we left before Max had a change of heart. I was the last one out and as I quickly glanced back, I saw a sleepy-eyed Max, his head raised and smiling! I swear, I know it is difficult to believe, but that cat was actually smiling.
Now you are in for a special treat -- another Suki story. If you have had enough about crazy cats, then you may want to skip this part and go directly to the end!
Well, let me tell you what Suki did....
On the weekend, I was sleeping soundly when around 3:30 a.m. I was suddenly awakened by the banging of a hammer. It took me a moment or two to put things together as it was still the middle of the night and I had just been awakened from a deep sleep; however, as I listened, I was convinced that someone -- probably that crazy guy in the apartment above me -- was hammering. I looked at the clock a second time just to make sure that I had read it correctly -- sometimes I do get a bit confused you know. But there it was as clear as could be: 3:30 a.m. Meanwhile the hammering continued at irregular intervals. As I listened, thinking to myself that other people must be disturbed by this loud banging, I began to notice that the hammering seemed to be actually coming from nearby -- not overhead. As I puzzled over how this could be, I suddenly realized in horror what must be happening. Leaping out of bed as quickly as a somewhat crippled old lady can leap, I shouted "Suki, what are you doing"? The moment I shouted, the hammering stopped. Hurrying into the bathroom, I was greeted by the incriminating evidence of what had been happening. I could see Suki's paws just behind the shower curtain and the cane I use to help me in and out of the shower still swaying as it hung from the towel rack. [I leave the cane on the towel rack next to the shower curtain as it makes it easy for me to reach it at bath time.] Evidently, Suki had created a new game wherein she would hide behind the shower curtain and attack the cane, causing it to bang wildly again the bathroom wall. I was truly mortified and listened carefully to see if I could hear the sound of a lynch mob gathering outside my front door. Fortunately, there was just the blessed sound of silence until Suki had the audacity to start meowing to be fed. What a cat! Now I keep my cane hidden elsewhere until I am ready to use it for my shower -- after which I put it away again... much to Suki's disgust.
As for me, other than being somewhat sleep deprived, I am doing fine!
May the peace of God be with us all.