Easter Lilies Take 2

There is so much in life I don’t know, but I try to keep learning. If you read the blog about the Easter lilies that survived my abusive squashing, you may find this interesting.

The petals of the lilies have started to get brown and shrivel. The petals are sort of collapsing on themselves as they continue to age. I haven’t gotten the urge to pitch them and won’t until they are butt-ugly dead. Which they aren’t.

Anyway. The last few days the pistils have started dripping a clear liquid. When I looked up what it was, I learned it was nectar. How about that! Since the nectar seems good and the yellow dusty stuff inside each lily is supposed to be good for insects, I have decided to place the vase with the flowers out by the lily that survived my fall. Maybe some little precious bee will find nourishment there.

U-turn.

I see my body failing in different ways – I am getting ‘old lady uglier’ every day. If my skin is indicative of what my innards are doing, I am in a whole heap of trouble!

I am having to change the color palette I always wear – blue – to some other color. When a body’s matching eye shadow matches the veins in the side of her forehead, that’s WAY TOO MUCH MATCHING!

As I volunteered to help with Bible School in the craft sessions, I pray they will give me a ‘sitting’ job. I wasn’t going to offer to help, but I miss the little ones so much. As long as I don’t have to do stairs, I am going to be fine – I hope!

As I watched those determined lilies ooze their life-giving nectar, I am even more dead set on carrying through with my opportunity to be with little people. May I, like those aging lilies, provide nourishment to the children under my influence.