Early July 2003

Here's my epiphany . When I see one Daylily open, I know that all over the area there are others, thousands and thousands of them, in bloom at the same time. I don't know why Daylilies strike me so strongly in this respect, but it opens up my sense of wonder -  this magical synchronous  behavior.

 It's true of other organisms as well - but Daylilies just do it for me. When I see one open in a neighbor's yard, I know that I can go seek them out just off the path in the park. 

This year, my favorite spot, where a hidden patch of Daylilies grow, was trampled down in a circular pattern - not one bud or blossom left. Resignedly, I supposed that they had provided food for a few deer.